Category: Confessions

I had planned for this post to be a confession of all of the cd’s in my collection that I am embarrassed to tell people I own.  However, the first one that popped into my mind was Britney Spears’ “…Baby One More Time“.  It was given to me by one of my best friends as a gag gift when I was in college.  The part I don’t like to admit is that when no one else was around I would crank it up and sing along with Miss Britney.  It was so catchy that I just couldn’t resist.  I haven’t owned or even thought about purchasing anything of hers beyond that album, but only because I’m just not that into pop music.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Britney lately.  With all of the media coverage of her recent antics it is hard to ignore the fact that the girl is going through a rough time.  I find it incredibly sad to think that she has to deal with all of her issues in the public eye rather than being allowed to just heal with the help of her family and those who care about her.  I admit that perhaps she has brought this upon herself, but I can’t imagine what it has been like for her to live with the public scrutiny the last few years.  It is hard enough to have your own family and friends giving you negative feedback about your life choices, but just imagine if that was extended out to the entire world.

I’m certainly not defending Brit’s choices.  The girl has her priorities a bit jacked up.  Heaven knows that if I were in her shoes my first priority would be to take care of my two young children and help them adjust to the fact that their parents will no longer be together.  I realize that life is difficult to cope with at times but for me at least, my child comes first.  If she’s dealing with postpartum depression-as some speculate-then she needs to get that in check and get back to her family.

I’m not sure really where I’m going with all of this.  I just feel such an incredible sadness for this girl that I’ve never met.  I really want to see her get her life together.  I’m just not sure that this world will allow her to do that.

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Every once in a while when I have some time to spare I think I’ll compose a blog entry and save it to post at a later time.  The problem with this is that as soon as I complete the entry, I want to publish it.  There is just something about that instant gratification I get when I hit the publish button on my browser window.  It feels so good to get it out of my head and out there where others can read and respond to it.  I don’t like to wait to publish what I’ve written.  I’m pretty sure I could never write a book.

When I compose, I often start out with an idea of what I want to write about.  As I write, the subject of my entry often changes and turns into something completely different.  This generally happens when it is something I feel strongly emotional about.  Most of the time, those entries end up being some of my best writing.  It seems that when I let my mind and my memories take over instead of over-analyzing everything I actually am a pretty good writer.

I have always been a pretty straight forward writer.  I’m not one to use fancy embellishing words.  I just tell it like it is.  When I try to stretch it out, it never comes out as well.  Because of this, I never did well at creative writing, even though I have an extremely active imagination.

I am a bit of a perfectionist.  If I catch a misspelled word after I have published a blog entry, I almost always go back and fix it.  I can’t stand to see it on the screen.  At the same time, I am really bad at punctuation and tend to overuse commas and under use semicolons.  I was fabulous in English and Grammar, but lost most of that knowledge somewhere along the way.

I dream of one day being a well-known writer, whether it be online or in print.  I never would have had this dream if I had not discovered blogging.  It has opened up the creative flow within me and I can’t seem to turn it off.  Some days it hides, but most days it is there, ready to be released.   

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