Censorship

Two things on my mind this morning; well maybe three.

The first one – I fell asleep last night worried that I wouldn’t have anything to write about this morning. Two days into the blog and I’m putting pressure on myself already. Sheesh. If you don’t know me; you do now...

Second – and this ties into the first – I worry about the “exposure” anything posted to the internet provides. Which isn’t always a good thing. When I wrote on my blog a few years ago ( I think it was back in 2002 or 3…) I was fairly new to the ways of cyberspace. A babe in the woods so to speak. So I never really thought about who might be reading what I was writing. Now I’m a little more experienced in the interactive nature of the internet and the attention – both invited and uninvited – it can bring. Now I actually know people in cyberspace; I have people I consider friends in all parts of the world. It’s exciting. But the flip side can be a little frightening. There are people in all parts of the world who I don’t consider friends; I may not even know them. But they know me. And, that, my friend, gives me pause (literally) when it comes to writing about my life and my feelings.

Which poses the question – is self censorship required now? I don’t like that thought. After all, the writing I enjoy most (and am told I do best) is that of the personal essay genre. If I can’t write what I’m thinking and feeling and experiencing, I’m pretty much stifled. So, it’s a fine line – safety or taking a chance…

The third thing on my mind? Cabin fever. I’m so over snow and cold and icy sidewalks!

And it’s only the first week in January… more on that tomorrow.