I've come to the conclusion that I hate writing. No, not handwriting, though indeed, I do hate handwriting, mainly because I have the penmanship of a serial killer, and it is has gotten so bad, that I pretty much can't read my own chicken scratches. I mean formal writing, which is kind of odd because I can expound for days in this blog.
I've had two instances in the past few days where I've had to write something, and it has been nigh on impossible for me to actually get it done. The first was writing some perfunctory welcome text for a mock up of the Indy Pride website. Mind you, this is text that no one will ever read, or at least, they'll read it and it is not meant to move them in any certain way. Why would I stress about this? Oy, the perfectionist gene is a strong one sometimes. This website is going to be a trial to complete because pretty much every single website I have created (other than my own) have been co-productions where someone else has provided me with the text. This has suited me just fine because I kinda hate all that pseudo-excited, PR bullshit most websites are full of, but the reality is that for me to actually get all the sections done that I want to have in the Indy Pride site, I'm going to have to write them myself, which is just making me procrastinate like a drunk college student. I fully intend to have the site up and running soon, but there are going to be quite a few "Coming Soon" pages. Oy! Which is another way to make my OCD go into overdrive...
The second instance of writing was a short profile paragraph about myself for Indy Pride board elections next week. Again, you might think someone who goes through the egomaniacal process of writing a blog would actually have no problem shooting out a few paragraphs on himself. Well, you'd be wrong. I learned last night that I needed to get it in "soon," and I nebbishly tried to get something down. Then I put it off until this morning. Then I tried again. Then I kept finding more and more things to do to keep me from it. I guess my main problem is how to not sound full of yourself when you're actually supposed to be bragging about why you think you're better than someone else. A conundrum, huh? It is very hard to balance it all, but I think I came up with something that at least explains what I do with my life and how it will be an asset. I guess we'll see next week if it works...
On top of it all...I have quit caffeine cold turkey and my head hurts.
Kill me...
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