Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Chilly Nights and Blogs
I've been trying on all sorts of new styles to my blog, these days. No one is actually reading the blog, other than me, of course. But hey, a girl can dream...
I'm not actually sure who my audience is yet. Again, not because no one is reading it, but because in order to write something, you have to know who your intended audience is. I think, as bloggers, we've all done the self censorship because you're trying to be cool, or you don't think people want to hear about this or that. But the truth of the matter is, I'm blogging because I want to. So I guess I'm sort of writing to myself...or those who I perceive as being like me.
It's so easy to get caught up in perfectionism, isn't it? I've been trying to live the Nike slogan and Just Do It. My problem is that I get all caught up in what I think things should look like, that I never actually get around to doing it. And you can really stymie yourself that way. I'm taking an organizational class online right now, and I've learned that I do this little Jedi Mind Trick with myself all the time when it comes to my house and organization. "Well, it'll never look exactly as I want it to look, so why even bother..." Never mind that I've never taken the time to sit down and just imagine what I want these spaces in my home to look like and feel like at all.
Mediocrity gets a bum rap. There is something to be said for those that have the courage to follow their convictions and just do it, regardless of what others might thing or say. I always used to love those poor souls that volunteered to go first in Alice's Scene Class at Stella Adler. They did get chewed out quite a bit, sure. But they also had the courage to not fear failure so much that they felt helpless and unable to act (both literally and figuratively).
So, as the days get shorter and the nights longer, I'm going to make a concerted effort to blog a little every day. I've a feeling it'll be a little strange and very hodgepodge. I've lots to say, though. About being a parent of three children, about being a parent of a little girl, about being a parent of two little autistic boys, about moving 5 times in eight years of marriage...