New to it all

I've never blogged before. Up until about a year ago I swore against it. Myspace really accumulated to the concept. You see, I'm from one of the last generations of young adults that was raised on good old paper and pens. People didn't "blog", they WROTE, with their hands connecting to a pen, connecting to a paper. It was tactile and fulfilling in being so. I still find it very difficult to type and think at the same time. I like to start out with a written copy ESPECIALLY if it's something of extreme importance to be graded or voted on, or judged in any way. I like the crossing out and scribbles, it's all a part of my thought process. Still, I must say, for an old gal like me, a die hard paper and pen person, I think I'm adjusting very well to the virtual world of blogging. 

The most difficult concept of blogging for me to grasp is how many people will have access to what I've written. When I'd hand in a paper, I'd know exactly who was going to read it. If it was to be printed in the newspaper, a sense of pride would arise, knowing mom and grandma would hang the cut out on their refrigerators, but now, it's the whole wide web. Who's out there, and what do they want with me? For some it may be exciting, perhaps visions of being the next Pulitzer prize winner, discovered in blogland dance through there heads. For me it's still kind of frightening, having no connection what so ever with the people that have access to my work and what's contained in it. Facts and information are just the surface content of one's writings. Beneath those is me, the real me. My thoughts, feelings and opinions, my honesty, hopes, dreams and prejudices, all lie within the words, lines and paragraphs of what I've written. With each statement people get a clearer view of who I am, without ever revealing themselves. It's point blank freaky. 

This assignment has pushed me over my fear line. I'd stopped dead in my blogging tracks prior to this class. I'd forgotten that I already had an account with blogger.com through gmail. Amazing, I didn't even remember, yet here I was, am, with a blog all ready to go, and an audience of possibly millions ready. I'm glad for it actually because I was that tentative individual, standing on the edge of something frightening, but irrisistable in theory, with out the motivation to thrust myself forward. Now, I have no choice but to thrust myself forward and I'm excited.

I hope to read many blogs myself. Honestly I can't wait to see what people in the class have to say. It's usually easier to write honestly then to speak honestly, so I might get a whole new perspective of an individual who other wise would have played it safe during class. Good luck everyone in the semester upon us, it's gonna be great.