A Slice of Pineapple... A Slice of Life

A great writer can capture every moment and every detail to such perfection that the reader can place his or herself at the scene and become a part of it.  I could only hope to become such a writer.  I write because I love it.

However, there is one thing that gets in the way of this hope for utopia in writing...I am a perfectionist.  To be completely frank, I would probably make a better editor.

Since typing my first few words, fifteen minutes have passed.  I type.  I read.  I delete.  I type, again.  The process is continually repeating itself.

As I sit here at my computer and stare out the window in front of me, I wonder when the perfection bug bit me.  I hadn't always been so critical of the things I wrote.  I never cared if word placement and punctuation were in the precise spots.  I wrote so freely and as I look back on some of my earliest experiences of writing, it was full of life and creativity.    

For years, I have spoken to friends that write blogs about getting up the guts to put it all out there...to share who I am in written form.  The thought excites me but intimidates me at the same time.  With years of encouragement and my guts feeling strong, I have finally decided to start writing again.

Through this blog, you'll get snip-its of my life.  A slice of pineapple...a slice of life...

P.S. An hour has passed...I'll work on that...