Of writing and blogging

I have always wanted to be a writer and though I know I can write I also know that I am not good enough to be one.

And while I wonder as to how wonderful it would have been if I landed a career out of doing something I truly love I am thankful all the same I did not end up as writer with deadlines to beat, editors to please, readers to consider……….

Thanks to the concept of blogging, I have found a channel where I can write about anything under the sun at my own whim. No fear of being criticized for my errors and of being questioned about my opinions.

Recently, with the assistance of a friend, I have created an account here from out of of the many blog sites that sprouted in the world wide web.

But unlike my blogs from another site, my entries here are much too personal.

After a short-lived bout with self pity which was a result of a series of incidents that made me question my worth as a person and as a friend I have decided to create this site to write about things I can’t share even to my closest of friends and family.

Sometimes it pays to keep things to one self and though I am writing some of these things in a not so personal setting – the world wide web – I am at least protected with anonymity.

I wish for the strangers who may chance upon this site to see that I am writing of my angst and issues about people and about life with the sole purpose of freeing myself from pain and anger without hurting people