Therapy

I decided to begin blogging as a form of therapy. You see, I have always HATED writing. For me it is a process worse than giving birth. I have never had an original thought, and I seem to dwell in the land of cliches. I am a person of few words (usually), and I write much the same way. I am so eager to reach the ending that I often leave out most of the middle...you know, the salient points, the ones that impart meaning to the whole. I'm afraid that I often tell my husband to "give me the Reader's Digest verson," meaning "just give me the bottom line." I don't know why he doesn't divorce me.

Anyway, back to the therapeutic value of blogging. I am trying to overcome my great aversion just in case I decide to go to grad school September 2010. In graduate school there is a ton of writing (most of it quite academic and boring). Perhaps blogging will relieve the constipation of my brain, and I can begin to have creative, interesting thoughts; however, there is a better chance of my becoming sickened by my drivel and quietly pulling the plug on blogging.