BLOGGING: It’s Value to A Writer

For those of you who do read my weblog, I apologize for calling myself a writer. I mean this self description only as the love of and need to write–everyone writes, and in that category, I write more than most. It’s something I’ve always done and something I will always do (my family, I’m sure, wishes that I’d get around to writing their own favorite–my will).
I hope I’m not the only writer who is drawn back time and again to reread my own words, enthralled with their beauty for the first several readings, dismayed at their lack of purpose or value eventually. Blogging, more than a Word program, seems to set a more urgent internal deadline that forces one to get back to the story. In other words, some of these entries are possibly just stalling for time until I figure out where I want to go with Stories: “Few.” Just the stress of knowing he is out there rather than asleep in My Documents will weigh on my mind as a commitment.