I tell ya, there is nothing like blogging to face your fear.
Blogging takes courage. It's definitely not for the faint at heart.
So why am I doing it you ask?
The answer is... (drum roll please), I haven't the foggiest. I'm just compelled to write.
I begin by looking at my computer screen while eating a mouth watering almond croissant from Au Bon Pain.® Ever try them? They're loaded with high calorie goodness which helps soothe my anxious soul (or at least I'd like to believe that).
Surely this delicious croissant will inspire me to write... not. I proceed to crumple the Au Bon Pain paper bag and shoot it into a recyclable trash bin. Drat!... I missed.
I then stare at a very blank screen hoping some brilliant idea will come to me. When suddenly I begin hearing those familiar voices pervading my consciousness. Let me introduce you to my faithful companions.
"Goodness gracious!! Oh.My.Gosh. Seriously?? What are you doing staring at the screen??? Hel-loooo!! Wake up! Are you there? Will you puh-leeze (which means, please) get over yourself. Write. Just write something. ANY-thing!! How can you call yourself a writer??
Ms. Fear replies with her usual exhaled sigh:
"Okaaay.... I'm tryin'... But..."
Ms. Perfectionist interrupts:
"But... but... but what?! I do not even want to hear the word "But" ok? Are we understanding each other here? Just stop all the dilly-dallying and get to work already!"
Ms. Fear whines:
"I will... I will... But... I don't know if I can really do this. I don't know if I'm a writer, or if I'm even suppose to write. I have a blog... but there are so many great writers out there. They write so much better than I do. How can I even compete? And what if noone likes me? What if I fail or I'm rejected? Ohhhh noooo. I don't know if I can do this. I. Just. Don't. Know."
Listen to the advice of a favorite author who tweeted me this last week. "If you're writing, you're a writer. Ignore your narcissism and bad self esteem. Write a little, badly, daily, now." ~ Anne Lamott
Well, that pretty much sums it up, doesn't it? So I decided to let Ms. Perfectionist and Ms. Fearful duke it out while I write.
How about you? What is preventing you from pursuing your dreams or doing what you love?
© 2012, Pilar V. Arsenec