Saturday, November 26, 2011

The Writing Experience

Every time I begin a blog post, and look at the last date I posted, I chide myself for not writing sooner. The thing is, I think about writing something, and I talk myself out of writing it, for fear that it is stupid, or I can't put together some thoughts in my mind, so I drop it. But what I am remembering is my college experience. When I had a paper to write, I always, but always, put it off until the last minute. Even in my freshman humanities classes, where we had to write a rough draft and go over it with a classmate, I never used the rough draft when I wrote the final paper. Instead, I usually became inspired around eleven or midnight the night before the writing was due, and pounded out a paper on my electric typewriter, which usually got a pretty good grade. I don't have to have The Great American Blog Post planned out in my head before I start writing. As in other areas of life, maybe the most important place to start is by just showing up.

3 comments:

Scottius Maximus said...

Barb!

I don't recall you ever writing anything stupid (which is a topic in which I certainly have vast knowledge!). I look forward to your posts.

We have a similar writing style. What I put out in college when there was no pressure was nothing compared to what I could create in desperation. The tendency lives on today.

Barb the Evil Genius said...

Thanks, Scottius! I have to say, though, that you write pretty well for an ape! :)

Amazing how much a little pressure can do, isn't it?

Anonymous said...

Like.

J.S.