Great Expectations

The pressure is palpable–to make it good, to make it sing.  To make it incisive.  Profound.  Droll.  Relevant.  Succinct.  To make it personal, universal, and surprising.

Expectations are running high.  Writer + Blog = Something Worth Reading

I can do the math.  I just can’t reconcile the Blog half of the equation. 

So it’s not going to be that “must-read” political commentary.  It’s not going to be that wildly entertaining travelogue.  It’s not going to be that intimate, illuminating spiritual journey, or that real-time romp, or that dazzling display of wit and wisdom.  I’ve read brilliant blogs.  I’ve liked them lots.  I’m just not sure I want to write one.  If I do, I’m not sure I can.

I aim for brilliance in my writing.  In my other writing.  Not here.  Here’s where I write without taking aim.  And if my words make it to insightful and provocative or bog down in obvious and mundane; if they hit the mark or fall short of it; if they satisfy the great expectations or bitterly disappoint…

Well, that’s neither here nor there.

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