Blogging is so public. It's like setting a piece of myself out there for anyone to snatch, tear to pieces, cry about, or... perhaps... sympathize with. I realize my imperfections will be glaringly apparant. (Oh, there's an unnecessary adverb against which Stephen King speaks so furiously [oops, there's another] in his somewhat vulgar yet helpful book, On Writing.)
In spite of the implications of "getting myself out there," I'm going to do it anyway. And I'm going to try to be honest.
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