I have been procrastinating. Why? Because I am scared. I’ve been playing with the thought of starting a public blog for several years. That means taking a risk. What if I sound stupid? What if people don’t like what I have to say? What if I don’t have anything interesting to say? What if I can’t keep up the pace? What if I run out of ideas? What if I let my formal writing training paralyze my progress?  What if I don’t dream big enough? What if I let fear stymie my hopes and dreams?   What if the “what ifs” get the best of me?

I’ve written a piece about front-loading for my personal blog.  Part of that piece included the pre-work needed to get something going.  Well, I front-loaded a plan that included a detailed schedule for future planning.  This included a time blocked out for researching how to start and publish a public blog.

During that meticulously planned time, I sat at the computer and did a little research.  I ran across some websites on how to start a public blog, where to find hosting sites, and how to market your site.  I immediately closed each site after reading a sentence or two, except one.  Why?  I was scared. I was scared that this was something that I could do.

What did I do instead?  I washed some dishes that didn’t need washing, I folded laundry. I refolded napkins on my kitchen table. I cooked breakfast. I washed dishes, again. I swept my front porch.  I went outside to see what hubby was doing. I researched music to serve as a soundtrack for my school’s new mission statement. I wrote a few emails. I responded to a few other emails. I looked at my banking accounts, my credit card accounts, my Facebook page, my Twitter feed, my Instagram account, and got lost down the “Rabbit Hole” of Pinterest.  

And now, three hours later, I stared at one of the sites that I kept open all during this time.  It’s a really short piece. Only 56 pages. It would not take long to peruse.   And now the panic button has been activated.  What if this works?

I have a title and mission for this public blog.  Good for a Quarter is to show how my readers’ and my quality of life will be improved with a little investment of love, a little investment of time, and little to no investment of money.