The Pressure to be Witty...

The very reason I have a half-dozen or so journals, with only the first page filled in. I have done this my entire life. I'll start a journal with the greatest of intentions, but almost always, I'm crippled with the pressure of trying to come up with something interesting to say. I finally realized that isn't what a journal is for. I actually started a journal this past January that I write in, and on a regular basis, I might add. So, now I am venturing into the world of The Blog, after a handful of friends have recently done the same. I thought, what a great way to keep in touch with family and friends, most of whom are thousands of miles from here. Yet the thought of writing, and doing so in a creative manner, is enough to make me break out in a sweat. Pretty sad, since I hold a Bachelor of Arts degree in English. We shall see how this goes...