What happens is that I come up with a topic that I just have to write about, an opinion or something else that I find interesting. Then I start writing a post but after a while I go back and read what I just wrote and start analyzing it. Is it good? How will that be interpreted? Is it correct? And so on. In the end I end up(see two “ends”, that looks weird) with a text that is full of comments about the text itself and fragments of half finished sentences that I’m happy with scattered all over the place and doesn’t work as a whole. After a while I feel like it’s taken way too much valuable time and gives it a rest for later. I haven’t gone back to finish one such post.

I used to be a good story writer when I was a kid, good imagination and all that. I’m also able to keep a conversation going and I can code(not relevant but anyway). So what is the problem? Possibly it’s because I feel that I can’t release anything that is not good enough. But the only judge of that if I don’t publish is me, and since I’m not a good blogger how can that count for anything?

So, here I am writing about writing. Something I promised myself not to do because I think it’s lame to fill blogs with topics like “ah I don’t know what to write” and that becomes a post about that there’s nothing to write, if you know what I mean. What happened was that I was writing another post and ended up editing back and forth just like I described and just had to stop and think about it for a minute. While thinking about it I wrote this. The good thing is, I didn’t go back and edit this(ok a little). See this post as personal exercise(for me) and in no less than in two minutes after I put this dot here. <- yes that one! …this post will go live!