“It’s Official – I’m Awesome,” I posted on Facebook.
“Of course you’re awesome,” said my husband from the computer desk a few minutes later.
“But this is someone I’m not even married to who think so too!”
No, honestly, I’m not getting a swelled head, it just feels good when someone writes something nice about you.
Maria from New Zealand It Is Then wrote the following:
Okay, next are two ladies I met at a bloggers' conference this autumn: one's Rachelle and the other's Claudia.
Neither seemed particularly captivating over the internet when I first saw them register for the conference, but boy did I like them both in person! And now as I keep reading their blogs, I have the same feeling I sometimes get with Treena: how is it that I'm not getting more of that awesomeness across from the screen? It's like I feel a little cheated even, like there's so much going on in their heads and in their lives, and I'm just getting little measly snippets here and there.
So basically, there’s not enough of ME coming through in my blog.
Sorry about that folks, it’s not my intention to deprive you of my awesomeness.
When I’m sitting here alone with the thoughts in my head, writing them down, there’s no interaction or dialogue happening. It’s just going onto a screen then out into a void of the blog-iverse.
Otherwise, when I’m sitting having a conversation with a friend, it’s a different dynamic. There’s instant feedback, and the conversation will go in all sorts of different directions. My thoughts will go to different and (if it’s the right kind of friend) deeper places.
So a lot of who I am is sort of defined in interaction with other people. Which is not always possible to write about because it’s as much about the other person as it is about me and not always appropriate for a public forum.
The challenge for me is to work on that part of my writing. To let more of myself show. So you all get to see my awesomeness too.