Something very strange has happened to me this year and I will give all the credit in the world to the wonderful blog posts of my students. Their posts have inspired me to do more writing. This is the first time in my life I actually want to write. I used to HATE writing with a passion. I despised, loathed and despised and loathed and and…I did not like it. I think part of it was that I know that I am not a naturally talented writer. I struggle. Another part is that I lacked a passionate voice. I never really wanted to write about anything. Well finally this year I wanted to write, I have a passionate voice inside me but now I am scared. What if I can’t put into words what that passionate voice inside me is saying? What if my blog ends up in the suck pile. I worry about starting a serious blog that tries to be meaningful but in the end falls flat of that goal. I do not want to write for myself, I am very motivated by the possibility of having an audience, but what happens if no one reads it, no one comments. Looking back at my previous posts I noticed that only one had any passion in it. The others were “safe” posts. No risk to my ego. So do I attempt to unleash the writer in me and try for a meaningful blog that might be read by other teachers and students, or do I just keep posting slide shows of other people’s pictures.
This is the post that made me realize just how hard it is to blog — expose yourself to the public. I suddenly feel naked. Brrrrrrr…….