For My Eyes Only?
I recently realized I was doing a ridiculous thing by not publicizing my blog. It's quite silly, but I've been waiting until I got it right. But it'll never be "right" so I may as well quit erasing entries and let someone have a look. Otherwise, what's the point?
In my imagination I'm witty and clever. I can always come up with lots of useful and interesting things to write about. And I'm not shy about letting the world read my every word.
But in reality, I haven't been writing regularly because I fear no one will read it. Or maybe because I fear someone will read it.
There is no place for fear. I already know that my writing is fabulous because my clients tell me so.
So, this is my public declaration. I will post. And I will leave the posts posted.
In my imagination I'm witty and clever. I can always come up with lots of useful and interesting things to write about. And I'm not shy about letting the world read my every word.
But in reality, I haven't been writing regularly because I fear no one will read it. Or maybe because I fear someone will read it.
There is no place for fear. I already know that my writing is fabulous because my clients tell me so.
So, this is my public declaration. I will post. And I will leave the posts posted.
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