Today a friend asked for a link to my new blog, and I immediately panicked. "They aren't my intended audience, they'll judge me for my terrible writing and uninteresting, scattered topics!" Granted, they are totally groovy and well-spoken so it's extra nauseating when thinking of sharing this with them.
Who is my intended audience? Well, I guess me. I think when I am writing, I imagine lots of people reading (not that that's the case!), who are just like me. Somewhat shy, embarassed, maybe plus-size young people. Why am I even writing this? It's both exciting and relaxing. It feels good to force myself to think about something that happened in a day, or people I met, or something I've seen. So why should I have to apologize? Isn't this whole new years revolution about not giving a fuck, just feeling good and being a honeybadger supposed to be about me? It is!
This is all good in theory, but I'm still not actively telling anyone about this blog.
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