Write. Write. Write. That's my aim, to write. Put pen to paper, fingers to keyboards and...
OK, my goal is to write but the content and purpose is still open to discussion. I day-dream of creating a successful website, blog, book, a vessel that demands content to survive.
However what inevitably happens is that I mull over an idea and conclude that "Yes! This time I'll put in the effort and make something of it!". I decide on a title; "The Bristol Food Blog", "Android Culture", "Kick Out The Jams", buy the domain, create a logo and maybe, if I'm feeling particularly inspired, write a post. Fast-forward a couple of days, a week later and I decide that it was a ridiculous idea, I'm a shit writer and may as well just forget about it. This time perhaps it'll end the same.
This post, and blog, was fueled by a dramatic decision in my personal life. Because of it I promised myself that I would write. No matter how crap or pointless or ungrammatical or unstructured it may be, I had to give myself a chance to express myself or just to do something different. In over an hours time I'll make a life-changing choice, to which I still am unsure about, and I'm not the only party involved in this as it affects (even more so than me) my partner of 6 years.
So here I am, waiting, undecided, scared. (Also, already, critiquing what I've written and mainly thinking negative thoughts but I'll ignore that for now).
So what shall the purpose of 21STCDB be? Obviously, to write but what should this vessel's journey be drifting towards?
A big question that I'll leave unanswered for now but also because my coffee has begun to wear off and aforementioned quandary draws near.
Until next time.
