Guilt-Free Blogging For Dummies

Let me start off by saying that I really have nothing to say.  And because of this, I have nothing to blog. I feel dried up and newsworthless. [Yes, a word. I just made it up.] And it's not like there's nothing going on in my life worth noting. I have lots of that. Too much, really. But it gets all jumbled up in my head and I have no filtering system. I can't compartmentalize like Lorelei Gilmore; her greatest trait, in my opinion. But the worst part of my non-blogging is that I feel so guilty about it. Like, it's my turn to blog, so what's the hold up?  "You should be blogging", I admonish myself. I feel the weight of those four little letters hanging heavy on my weary shoulders. In my mind's eye I see my head slumped over in shame. I feel the lurking guilt from my catholic upbringing pulling on my shirt. Will I ever be entirely rid of it? I don't know. But I'm not carrying my share of the blogging duties. I'm being flaky and irresponsible. I hate me! And moreover, I have absolutely no reconciliation plan. Non-blogging has become my new sin. Oh woe is me. And just now, as I type this, I realize how absolutely ridiculous this all sounds. When I say it out loud it's even sillier because who the heck is waiting for me to blog? Seriously. Well, other than my sister who joined this bloggish undertaking at my request because "wouldn't it be fun to have our own blog?" And it really has been fun. Until the fall. (That's  trip and fall, not the beautiful season that comes after a hot summer.) So today, by golly, I sat down on my bed, opened my laptop and just started writing. Bam! BLOG. This is it. And it's perfectly imperfect. Just like me.

This is me. Smiling.

I still feel the writer's block, but the guilt is gone. I'm free. For now. And somewhere deep inside I think I have accomplished something big. Monumental, even. I have stuck my tongue out and spat upon whatever it is that makes me feel so obligated to blog. I am breaking the insipid spell on this guilt-laden blogger. Whew. See. Me. Smile. I actually FEEL 10 pounds lighter. Awesome. Now, only 50 pounds to go. 
[See? Still lurking.]


~Susan Renee