Journal vs. Blog: and more like a journal this time

I hoped to post a blog every day, that would make me a writer, right? Well, when the exhaustion hits hard writing becomes a painful chore with mediocre results. I didn't want to suffer just to bore you. So here I am today, writing because I am not as tired as I became last week. I feel good again, but I don't know if I can hold out until the end of the week. We shall see. The more I write, the better these posts should get.

So enough of this blah blah blah. I thought about writing a blog for a long time before I actually did it, part of the reason for this is the vulnerability of puting my soul on paper and sending it out for the public to read. I suppose that is the whole point of art of any kind, exposing your soul to reach others. I guess vulnerability makes things beautiful.

I have always been an avid journal writer. I supposed a blog would just be a public journal, and for some I suppose it is. I believe everyone has something to say and wants to feel heard, and when we write, no one interupts us. But for me journal writing is a place to let my soul fly out of my head and onto the page, it is a way of being free. It is a place to reveal every secret I am too embarrassed to tell. I really wasn't sure I wanted anyone, strange or familiar stumbling onto my soul, ready to leave comments and tear it apart. Scary!

But when I figured a blog could be a completely different medium for writing, it made more sense. People write differently thinking someone will read it. I think journal writing can be very theraputic, and blogging can be borderline exhabitionist. We shall see what this turns out to be.

Personally, I can't say that I am extremely fond of every post on this website, but it is a work in progress, must go forward, must press on. Hopefully it will get better to the point where I will tell people about it other than The BF and Sister A. Thanks for your support guys. Stick with me, these posts should get better.