OK, it’s over. I finally took the plunge and posted my very first posting on my very first blog. I even got some followers – awesome! But now comes the awful next question:
Life is tough enough as it is. Every day we face the stressful task of making life-altering decisions: what should I have for breakfast? What should I wear today? Do my socks match? Whew. I don’t know about you, but that’s almost too much to handle.
And now I face another dreaded question: what will I blog about?
OK, I know, I did this to myself. My drive to write, my drive to express myself, and (dare I say it) the scary possibility of a narcissistic ego (as if an ego could NOT be narcissistic?) are all to blame.
So, what do I do? Do I scribble some mindless babble about the delicious bagel I had for breakfast? Do I write about what’s trending: the new “normal-sized” Barbie doll picture? The possible names for Kate’s baby? Or, why I am starting to look more and more like a “minion” every day? (Hey, wait, those are all good. I better write them down for future use.)
No, I write about what is churning in my stomach right now: the overwhelming feeling of utter nervousness that I am a “one day wonder,” who will have nothing to say the rest of my life.
That’s it. I have “Newbie Anxiety.” Am I doomed?