Sure, I could start a blog. Why not? The idea of connecting with other industry professionals while getting to know potential readers sounded dreamy. I could almost feel the bundle in my arms, so soft and endearing. Rumors of a thing called platform happen to be important for somebody who really wants to pursue publication. This would be a great way to get something like that going.
Then it was time to push the puppy out.
Gulp.
I ran to Barnes and Noble and purchased a book on blogging, one with pictures, mind you. Then I clicked over to the tutorials the Internet offers at no charge. I wish I could say that the simple instructions were simple enough for me, but the verbiage wasn't matching what I had staring at me from my laptop monitor. As a result, just prior to pulling every strand of my own hair out, I decided it might be a good idea to breathe a little. (Hee hee whooo ... my interpretation of lamaze breathing). And just when I was about to give up, similar to the transitional part of labor, my husband reminded me about the very simple and user-friendly interface of Blogger.com.
Oh, yeah.
This was something I could relate to, a blogging platform I've used before. And just like the relief an epidural needle in your spine can bring, I felt myself finally relax enough to let the baby come.
As one of my new blog readers I hope you will extend me a little grace. I am, after all, a brand new mother to this novelty. Aside from a devotional blog I wrote almost a decade ago, this is all new territory for me. Literature is my passion, so I hope to generate some good discussion about the beauty of its contribution to the world.
If you've stuck with me this far, I want to thank you for being a part of such a special moment. With your permission, of course, I think it would be fitting to take a snapshot and save it for the archives.
