It wasn’t until reading Murakami’s What I Talk About When I Talk About Running that I finally had the courage to write something here again. I’m sorry that I had been absent for so long.
It’s probably perfectionism and pressure that prevented my thoughts from spilling onto paper (well, not really paper, but you get the idea). I used to evaluated my drafted content on whether my readers will find it relevant or interesting. In the process, I lost the passion to write for myself. I don’t want to blame my past profession as a copywriter, but I would say it contributed a lot to this dilemma. I always considered writing for a group of people with specific profiles.
I’m trying to change that, though. I’m not writing for someone else’s profit. I write in the hopes of communicating my thoughts to people without being limited by time and place. After all, anyone access your blog posts at their own convenience.
Is there any other point I should make in this post? At the moment, I couldn’t think of anything. But maybe, losing what to say, ipso facto, is the point. That we need to think of the effect and nature of what we say before we type away. After all, it is so easy to get judged by what you say online nowadays. You may easily regret what you tweeted after you received a string of acerbic replies.
I propose you pause and breathe.