This would be the third version of this website that I’ve tried. The first was WordPress, but then I went to Squarespace. In case you can’t tell, I’m back on WordPress.
I’ve had many versions of Web Presences, dabbled on all social media, and even got published in a few places. This is the pattern:
- Lurk
- Try to join in on the fun
- Get overwhelmed
- Delete everything
Repeat as needed. Lots of people do this, probably. Maybe it’s only super anxious, sensitive types, but there is no way I’m going to research that.
I’d like to build something new here. So here is my plan:
Weekly updates
I don’t know what they’ll look like. Maybe I’ll post a chapter of something I’ve written. Maybe I’ll do a writing exercise and but that up. But something should go live each week, at least.
Sticking to a schedule has always been a challenge for me. This is the big step.
Meet the neighbors
I want to reach out to people in my community and interview them. When most people say “people in the community” they mean a certain sort of person: business owners, politicians, community organizers, artists. Y’know. Headline seekers.
I’m not so interested in that. There are some people that walk past my home that I’m curious about. There are a couple neighbors that rule at holiday decorations. I jogged past the same faces every morning for several years.
It might take a while to get this going, since it involves talking to people and getting their permission to interview them. And interviewing them. And writing up the interview. And then formatting it.
Getting back in touch
I’ll have a blog post about this project in the next few days, but the premise is simple: reconnecting with people I’ve lost touch with. There are loads of people in this category. It may take a while to get this one going as well.
Now, I just have to follow through
Deep, heavy heartbeats. Sweaty palms. Shivers. The trappings of fear and anxiety. That’s fun. This is going to be fun.
Welp. It’s on the internet now. No choice but to follow through.
But whatever the outcome, I promise not to tear it all down in a fit of anxiety.
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