There are two automated reminders I love to see when I’m working on my blog. One sometimes pops up after I’ve run my content through the WordPress spell check; it says “No Writing Errors Found.”
The other is a little encouraging quote WordPress provides after I’ve posted my blog. Each day it’s different, but my favorite one is:
“The scariest moment is always just before you start.”
Today is a big day. It’s the one year anniversary of my commitment to blogging. For the last 12 months, I’ve shipped blog content out into the ether world, six days a week.
I’ve written about gardens, dreams, baseball, compost, football, shoes, Crock-pots, garbage, bird BLEEP, and kale. I’ve written about my father, my mother, my brother, my co-workers, my friends from high school and college, Aunt Faye, and Uncle Bob. I’ve covered high school reunions, the Moxie Festival, decorator show houses, and train travel.
It’s been scary and sometimes tiring; when most people are watching Tee Vee or sleeping, I’m hammering away at my little Toshiba netbook.
Stephen King was right, though; the scariest moment was just before I started. I let fear keep me from doing something I loved (writing) and this fear of failing (whatever that meant) kept all these words, sentences, and stories idling around in my head.
Fear is a liar.
I owe thanks to many people for their encouragement. My nephew, Mark Baumer, promised to read everything I wrote and this was enough to get me started. My brother, Jim Baumer, reads everything I write and sends me encouraging e-mails daily; this is enough to keep me going. My notorious commenter, Loosehead Prop, reads my blog every day too and keeps me running, trying to stay a few steps ahead of his insightful comments.
I didn’t realize how many friends I had until I started writing this blog. They exist through time and space, and even if I don’t see them as often as I’d like, I’m thankful for them. They are all real people (like Shelley and T Bone) and I wish they were here to have a piece of cake with me.
I’m going to bring the cake to The Big Corporation today and hope a few of my blog readers are working. There’s Andy, Bernard Saint, Cherie Ripperton, Jennifer, Lee Annie Leonie, SK, Slim, and Tildee Murdoch. If they’re not in the office, it’s just another opportunity to promote the blog and make some new friends.
If my friend Jaxon were here, he’d give me that sideways, knowing look we’ve always called “The Look.” On the i-phone that doesn’t own us it’s just “Hmm…TL.”
There is never going to be a perfect time to start anything. You might as well start now. I didn’t have the perfect time to start writing, but since I couldn’t figure out when that time would come, I just took a tiny, scary step. Today, I’m wiping a little tear from the corner of my eye.
Don’t wait too long to attempt the things you’re always talking about doing.
(Delicious and beautiful birthday cake courtesy of Sweet Dreams Bakery, 100 Portsmouth Avenue, Stratham, New Hampshire.)