Just like anything else these days, writing a blog doesn't come easy. Sure there are free sites to use and plenty of topics to choose from. But mustering up the motivation to start one can seem daunting. Perhaps it's the fear of failure, of starting something then quitting it, that inhibits incarnations. Or maybe it's finding the absolute perfect time to begin, when the mind can freely express itself, that proves just barely elusive.
An introspective geek, I honestly have no clue why I haven't previously started (and maintained) a blog. It's crossed my mind on several occasions, especially when I've felt the need to voice my personal discourse with whatever topical headlines are "ruining the America I grew up with!" We live with relative expressive freedom, and, thanks to technology, are cursed with the ability to instantly express ourselves to the world.
Mostly I think I'm lazy. And unmotivated. Why else would someone not jump at the opportunity to speak/write freely? Even though the audience may forever be small, who cares? As long as it's fun and to-the-point then as a minimum it could be entertaining. And at worst, perhaps therapeutic (for me).
Motivation is a huge factor, as well. Which gets back to the main point of this first edition print. I just explained to my girlfriend, as I was brainstorming my blockbuster movie idea, that I was experiencing a pinnacle of motivation this beautiful, early Sunday afternoon on January 1, 2012. Not only was I fueled by the normal "can-do" Sunday spirit, but I also rode a "Resolution" high that normally comes with New Year's Day. The only drawback, which I've clearly recognized on a regular basis in the past, was the TV. Sunday football had just begun and I could no longer focus on my new-found goals for the year, let alone day. So, I turned it off, and initiated the blog.
While I can count on Chinese New Year's and the NBA-playoffs to keep me motivated and focused on getting shit done, it's the remaining down time where I expect to need a good plan to stay focused. As my old boss used to say, "People don't plan to fail, they fail to plan." (unclear of exact etymology). For me, it's fairly obvious that the TV is my biggest enemy. I could track how much time I waste in front of it, but that would only serve to quantify my wanton decay. Nope, I know I just need to turn it off more often (C'mon Man, there's still some good reasons to watch!).
So for now, riding high this tidal wave of ambition, the fascination is not so much with the origins of motivation, but recognizing where it clearly is not. And I know for a fact that I have never left a television trance and headed straight for a successful undertaking. Not once in my 30+ years of experience.
Well, this is a pretty good start for a blog, I conclude. Plus there are some big games coming on soon with huge playoff implications. I'd like to sum up this post with a shout-out to any future potential followers. Walt Whitman once declared "To be a great poet, you need a great audience." (Just don't over-think that one or it turns into the classic chicken and the egg dilemma.)
