Firstly, if anyone has clicked on this link recently in hopes of an actual blog, I sincerely apologize. As it turns out, consistent blogging is not my forte.
To bash myself further, I'd like to talk about another weakness of mine: personal writing.
Spouting this as a weakness may seem ironic in a post that is essentially personal, but I assure you that I've always struggled with writing about myself. Though my fiction characters may share my struggles, personality, and even hair color, something in me freezes up when I type the word "I" and it actually refers to myself.
In the past few years, I've had life experiences that most would classify as strange and unusual--going to a inpatient mental hospital, make close friends and connections with fellow patients, and battling Lyme disease. All of this is great fodder for a story, but my fingers stall on the keys when I attempt to begin my mini memoir.
Why? In my usual poor personal writing form, I can't exactly tell you. Maybe it's because I don't see these stories as completed, but then many authors write memoirs in the prime of their lives. Maybe it's that I'm reluctant to see my journey as interesting enough for a story, yet I submit my imaginational journeys for publication with relative ease.
In short, I'm not sure why I find personal writing so difficult, but I'm hoping that, like for my fiction writing, there's a short learning curve.