When biking home from my knit group's gathering tonight I got an awesome idea for a blog post. If I may say it myself... I worked on it the whole way home. Transforming some loose thoughts into something logical; with a start, a middle and an end. A conclusion. All in good language. But then as I got closer to home, I also got more and more insecure.
Was it clear enough? Was it interesting enough? Did I actually have a point? Did it make sense?
(And, would I have the energy to type it all out as Sleepy Anna needs her sleep and isn't at her best at 21.30/9.30pm?...)
Was it too personal? Too private? How would others react to me using them as examples?
This happens to me quite often. I have a blog post (or an email, or another text of some sort) all figured out in my head but when I get closer to the keyboard, I start to doubt it. Or I make changes and the text turns into something different from what I thought it would. I end up with a different point. If any at all. Often a different story is told.
Sometimes I return to these "texts that didn't happen as intended" and they turn into good pieces. Sometimes they don't.
We'll see what happens with the post I worked on while biking.