White Flag

It’s clean and ironed and very pretty to look at.  So pretty in fact, I don’t even feel (too) bad holding it up: My white flag.

I openly admit it, I’ve surrendered. I’ve eventually given in to the idea of web-logging, although I’ve never been patient enough to keep a diary for longer than half a week and I’m generally suspicious when it comes to all web-related matters. For what it’s worth, I’d be perfectly fine mailing letters all pen-paper-stamp-mailbox-style. However, the writing all pen-notepad-style has caused me not only a headache but also a dogged case of writer’s block.  So instead of jumping into the deep blue ocean for the sake a dramatic finish (as writer’s love to finish dramatically),  I’m throwing my concerns overboard. May they sleep with the fish.

The idea is to motivate (okay, honestly: pressure) myself into writing when I know there’s a slight chance for someone other than myself actually reading it. Let’s see if this will work out or if the Blog Stats will make me reconsider my dramatic finish in the ocean after all.