I am not my favorite topic of conversation. Although, to read this blog, one might think otherwise. I did not set out to make my posts all about me, and I certainly didn’t intend to write in the first person all the time. Oops, here I go again. No, seriously, I’m not feeling at all pleased with how this blog is shaping up. Granted, I’m only five posts into the thing and I’m almost always disappointed when I first start a new project, but enough already. I truly do want this blog to be something other than the endless whining of a pickle who’s been forked out of her jar.
I have been reading some incredible blog posts. There are so many of you out there whose writing is simply awesome! Brilliant ideas. Tremendous gifts for word craft. Oodles of faithful followers and excellent comments abound. Oh, how I want me some of that! I know it’s going to take time, though. And lots of practice. Chances are my posts are going to be somewhat soggy with residual brine for a while yet. But please know, dear reader, I want to do better. I plan to keep stringing words together and am going to try, really try, to write about something—anything –other than me. Real soon.