Frankly - as much as we love that person, we feel the overwhelming pressure to try to live up to the freakishly high standard they set. (and maybe, just maybe, a small part of us wants to smother them in their sleep so that we can go back to being mediocre.. it's a teeny tiny small part.. seriously.. don't call the police.)
The friend I'm referring to (at least in this example) is Denise. She's super creative, extra good at keeping people in touch with each other, and has decided to create a blog. To truly understand the height of the bar that she's setting, you have to know the following:
- She's known for this amazing newsletter that she creates a few times a year complete with photos/cutesy drawings, actual newspaper layout, and other quirky/awesome content. People that don't even know her find it interesting.
- Her blog is done from the perspective of her pet turtle. Holy crap! Who can compete with that?! It's bloody genius!
- She actually has hobbies, gets out of the house, and has a life worth reading about. Granted - none of that seems to be completely mandatory when creating a blog - but it's bound to help increase the desire of others to read it. Ugh...
So - not only am I forcing myself to try to put together a not completely terrible blog - I'm forcing myself to attempt to have a life worth writing about. That is particularly challenging as a workaholic (a self-proclaimed, wear it like a badge of courage, freakishly proud of it workaholic).
The ultimate question - am I up for the task? Only time will tell.
PS - Monica, I refuse to spell check - so you'll have to read at your own peril. Please resist the urge to print, correct with a red pen, and return.
