Honest Blogging.... To Be Or Not To Be...?
I get so excited about the ideas I have, bloggin ideas. Things I wonder about, and which I want to discuss.
But then I never get to put pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard.
This blog STILL isn't home yet. I miss my previous blog a lot. This one just seems a bit dead. But after I found out about my husband reading the other blog I dont know, I'm just not comfortable about blogging there anymore. Maybe its cause he teases me about being a geek. And maybe it baring my soul on the net that frightens me. I dont know.
Its not like I'm keeping secrets from him really, sharing them on my blog instead. He knows all there is to know about me - much more than I'm willing to blog about, but still. I guess perhaps its just a mental block.
My husband is VERY old fashioned, and VERY conservative when it comes to the www. He doesn't like facebook, and I guess blogging freaks him out? He doesn't like the idea of me sharing my life with 'strangers', and at the same time sharing parts of his live, inevitably.
Argh... I wish I could just look PAST this and carry on. As if nothing had happened. I should probably talk to him about it, but I dread discussing something which I know he feels so strong about.
Still I am not going to give up blogging. I'm loving it. I've been blogging for about 3 years now, and I'm addicted in a way. I find it great stimulation for my thoughts, and I find that I actually get rid of some things that bother me. When I'm angry with someone I just need to do a post about it. I hardly ever make it public. Still I put my thoughts on black and white, and after that I'm usually ready to fogive and forget.
Besides all that, I love writing. I may not be exceptionally great at it, but I enjoy it. I've always loved it. I've even considered studying further, something like creative writing, but taking up a career with that would be a waste. I hate being forced to write about something I have no passion for. Same way with art. I had art lessons at school, and I hated when we were forced to draw something specific. I love being creative, but on my own, in my own way.
Yesterday and today I've been at home. I'm off sick with flu and UTI, though I'm feeling better today, I still have a bit of a fever - my digital thermometer makes a beeping sound whenever I take my temperature, and can't go any higher - lol. I'll be back at work again tomorrow, though I won't have finished my antibiotics by then. Oh well, just two days of work, and then its weekend again, hey!? Nice. And there I was, thinking it was going to be a long work week.
I might write again a bit later, but for now I want to get back in bed, and read my book. I've been reading quite a lot, but I absolutely love it. I haven't read in quite a while, and I don't know how I'm going to stop myself...
I hope you all are having a pleasant week. Take care, till later.
But then I never get to put pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard.
This blog STILL isn't home yet. I miss my previous blog a lot. This one just seems a bit dead. But after I found out about my husband reading the other blog I dont know, I'm just not comfortable about blogging there anymore. Maybe its cause he teases me about being a geek. And maybe it baring my soul on the net that frightens me. I dont know.
Its not like I'm keeping secrets from him really, sharing them on my blog instead. He knows all there is to know about me - much more than I'm willing to blog about, but still. I guess perhaps its just a mental block.
My husband is VERY old fashioned, and VERY conservative when it comes to the www. He doesn't like facebook, and I guess blogging freaks him out? He doesn't like the idea of me sharing my life with 'strangers', and at the same time sharing parts of his live, inevitably.
Argh... I wish I could just look PAST this and carry on. As if nothing had happened. I should probably talk to him about it, but I dread discussing something which I know he feels so strong about.
Still I am not going to give up blogging. I'm loving it. I've been blogging for about 3 years now, and I'm addicted in a way. I find it great stimulation for my thoughts, and I find that I actually get rid of some things that bother me. When I'm angry with someone I just need to do a post about it. I hardly ever make it public. Still I put my thoughts on black and white, and after that I'm usually ready to fogive and forget.
Besides all that, I love writing. I may not be exceptionally great at it, but I enjoy it. I've always loved it. I've even considered studying further, something like creative writing, but taking up a career with that would be a waste. I hate being forced to write about something I have no passion for. Same way with art. I had art lessons at school, and I hated when we were forced to draw something specific. I love being creative, but on my own, in my own way.
Yesterday and today I've been at home. I'm off sick with flu and UTI, though I'm feeling better today, I still have a bit of a fever - my digital thermometer makes a beeping sound whenever I take my temperature, and can't go any higher - lol. I'll be back at work again tomorrow, though I won't have finished my antibiotics by then. Oh well, just two days of work, and then its weekend again, hey!? Nice. And there I was, thinking it was going to be a long work week.
I might write again a bit later, but for now I want to get back in bed, and read my book. I've been reading quite a lot, but I absolutely love it. I haven't read in quite a while, and I don't know how I'm going to stop myself...
I hope you all are having a pleasant week. Take care, till later.
The frustration is getting readers all over again at the new one!! (Comment this)
Blogging for me should be honest, and with so eyes on our inner thoughts and feelings, it becomes pretty hard to be completely, and sometimes bluntly honest.
Good luck with the new blog! (Comment this)