I breathed a sigh of freedom. Finally, I can write whatever I want and publish it the same day. For a moment, I felt like I landed a New York Times bestseller.
The next moment, I cringed. Almost visibly. My ideas are half-baked and unedited and I’m putting it out there for anyone to read. What was I thinking? Or was I thinking?
In paid publications, an editor cuts what is best left out of the story.
Like the editor who edited out wagnanimous mainly because it’s not a word, but also because it was too cutesy for the article.
Another editor cut a paragraph in half when I rambled.
Still another cut the story in half. I’m exaggerating to make a point.
That point is, when my writing goes live on my blog, there’s no one to stop me. I’m a free bird, but that doesn’t mean my writing’s going to fly.
I included wagnanimous in a post, but had second thoughts, so I asked my husband.
“Is wagnanimous a silly word? I don’t want my blog to sound silly.”
He raised his eyebrow.
What did that mean?
“And the post about Sandra Bullock and Jesse James? Should I trash it?”
He stared ahead.
Was that a yes or a no?
What about criticism?
I blog about everyday life lessons. Neutral enough, I hope. But I bet sometime, in some blog, I’m going to offend someone. Or I’m going to contradict myself because I change my mind. Or the reader is going to make a valid point, and why didn’t I think of that?
Someone could take a post personally when I didn’t have them in mind at all. I might sound like a know-it-all, or worse, like I have no idea what I’m talking about.
What’s going around in your head?
WRite wHere I’m supposed to be – My ideas and my blog are half-baked, at best. Which brings to mind, my best is good enough and so is yours. Deal?