Today’s post is in participation with other writers, bloggers and authors belonging to #IWSG, The Insecure Writer’s Support Group, who post on the first Wednesday of each month. Given the group’s name, it’s somewhat fitting that I’ve chosen the topic of Posting and Panicking.
I spend a couple of hours each week writing posts to my blog, “Thoughts, Stories & Novels.” The posts are usually about writing, but I occasionally venture into uncharted waters and write on a subject that hits me that morning. I select topics that I think readers and writers will find interesting or amusing, maybe even a little edgy. But I must admit the selection process isn’t well-defined.
I usually bounce my post off my editor and wife, Claudia, before I hit the publish button. The goal is to make sure the post makes sense to someone other than me, and that I haven’t screwed up the their/they’re/there thing again. Satisfied that it’s ready to go, I hit publish, take a quick look at the final version on my website, and then go about my business.
Frequently, later in the day or that evening, I’ll think about the post I’ve written. I may have second thoughts as to whether it needed more polishing, if it was appropriate for the audience, or if it was offensive to someone. I’ve even sprung up in bed in the middle of the night, rehashing the article I posted the previous day.
After going back and looking at my posts, I rarely change them. My concerns are usually unfounded, but still, I continue to have these unsettling experiences.
Before taking up writing, I had a long career in sales and marketing. The business environment was filled with deadlines, targets, and commitments. After surviving in that pressure-packed workplace, I’ve wondered–Why do I second-guess myself when posting to a writer’s blog?
I’m not really sure, but I think my second-guessing has to do with the vastness of the Internet and the unlimited number of people who can read what I post. In business, I interfaced with a limited number of employees, associates, and clients, but writing exposes me to the world like nothing I’ve ever done.
I’m gradually becoming more accustomed to the exposure that comes with writing. I’d better. After all, what good is an under-exposed writer?