Even though I'm in the type of business that consults on web sites, I'm still trying to figure this blogging stuff out. Other than facebook, like every other overwhelmed mom, spouse and career woman, I just don't care enough to devote my "off" time on a project that requires work.
But something has shifted. Maybe it's the new realization that I like to write. Whether or not I am any good is another subject. I won't ask you to judge because I don't want to hear your thoughts before I can really get this down! Practice makes perfect.
So, I read somewhere that burn-out at work is caused by doing something that you don't feel passionate about. Well, it said a lot more than that. But I realized that maybe it isn't so much work to start a blog. I'm passionate about reading. At night after our child is sound asleep, I read and read much to the dismay of my husband, when he feels like we could be doing other things. But I am nonetheless fanatical about it. And so, now it's this. I'm reading because I love words. I love the meaning of words. I love the poetry of words. But I'm driven to hone my voice and to help others find theirs.
She's taking a nap. So I can do this.