I’ve tried to start this post plenty of times, thinking: hey, how hard can it be? It’s just a first post on a writing blog that no one is reading yet. No one’s going to judge me based solely on this post (or maybe they will…!). And still it’s just that hard, for perfectionist, fearful reasons. Anyway, I’ve decided to conquer my first-post fears with the same technique I use for daunting scenes in a novel: by just knuckling down and writing the damn thing. So here I am, knuckles dusted (wait, what?).
Starting a new blog is always strange: what tone to take, what to reveal? We’ll see what this develops into. For starters, at least, it’s intended to be a blog where I write about writing, and about my (potential) successes and (inevitable) failures with regard to poem and story submissions.
You can find out a little bit about me in the imaginatively entitled About Me section. Suffice it to say, here, that I’ve been writing pretty much since I could form letters. Now that I’ve graduated from uni, I’m working on taking my writing more seriously. I’m currently working on poems (always), some short stories, and wrestling the zero draft of a novel into a more acceptable shape.
Now that this Mount Doom of a first post has been vanquished, I shall sally forth to either clean my flat (useful but a dire prospect) or write (preferable).