I have finally, FINALLY decided to buckle down and start blogging. My husband (Scott Hanselman) has been after me to do this for oh, say, a while now, but I wasn't ready. Actually, I'm still not sure I'm ready now. How come?
Let's see…
I guess I'd have to say the hardest part for me (besides the question of actually having something worth blogging about, I guess) is the idea of putting myself out there. I mean, it's all well and good for me to tell Scott "blog on, blogger!" but he's seasoned. After doing this for, say 5 years or so, he has probably seen and heard it all - the nice comments, the mean ones, the inane, you name it. But the thought of me writing something and having some stranger out there actually comment on it is like…like asking for people to like me or something! Do I want to be that person we all know (and loath) that walks around saying "no one likes me, will you be my friend?" Ack, how lame is that?! Which then begs the question: if I don't want "uzulu" (that's Nkiwanese for the masses out there) commenting on what I write, should I even have a blog? Or would I do better to have a diary that sits in our bedroom somewhere, which I can share only with the people I choose to? I mean, isn't it a little arrogant somehow to say "hey world, I've got something you must hear"? But I suppose it's all about perspective, right?
Not having a good answer for that question (seeing as I know so little about blogs) I find myself back at the question of "what to blog about". Scott assures me that anything goes. Our conversations go something like:
Scott: "Mo, you can blog about ANYTHING. Seriously!"
Mo: "Anything? Really?! But who has time to read just any blog about just anything?!"
I never seem to remember Scott's response to that (though, in the interest of sucking up to my husband, I daresay it's a charming and witty response.)
But, courage in hand, I have decided that today is the day. No need to be cowardly about this! After all, I am a decent writer (and humble, too!) So really, when all is said and done, what have I to fear? And on that brave note, I start my blog. I'm just dying to tell someone: "Hey, check out my blog. You might like it."