Now, while I love the idea of so many people reading and enjoying - or at least having it strike a chord in some way - my blog, I now feel like my hands are a bit tied. This literary excursion was supposed to be a way for me to vent my frustrations at the world (and improve my writing skills in the process) but how can I do that freely when the topic of my weekly post may be you!
I said early on that my "villains" are a composite of personality traits of many people I know. While this is true, I can't dismiss that the facts of any situation will show quite clearly that I am talking about one person in particular at any given time.
Over these last few weeks I have pondered starting another blog; a secret blog that I will not announce to anyone. One that if discovered will be completely anonymous. But do I have the time to devote to two separate blogs? And won't that take the edge off of this blog here, my baby, my first foray into the blogosphere?
I do know this. I have come to love writing again. The words flow so freely that I can hardly keep up the typing to go along with it. This blog has come to be a necessary mind purge, if you will, of what bugs me, what drives me, what insults my senses, what feeds my soul. And I'm not giving it up.
OK. I've made my decision. It happens so rarely, but here it is... I'm going to put myself first. And in doing so, I'm going to continue this blog, my only blog. I'll risk offending people (who, let's be honest, if I'm writing about you, you've clearly offended me) and deal with the consequences as they come. This journal, this diary, this exercise in bettering myself, is too important to let go for the sake of the high road.
I guess all that's left to say is... don't piss me off or be forewarned ;-)