This terrifies me
I won't lie, this terrifies me.
I used to write letters all the time. As a grade nine student, okay, a grade nine female student, it was pretty much mandatory that you wrote and passed off intricately folded notes to your girlfriends. I love so-and-so or you should go out with so-and-so. Later in high school these notes became actual letters addressed to so-and-so, now away at University. I would spend hours designing and decorating the stationery. Graph paper was my letterhead of choice and Laurentian markers and Prismacolour pencil crayons the weapons. The quarter inch blue squares provided an endless supply of patterns waiting to be found. Once colourful enough, I'd pour my heart and soul onto the pages, mail it off and wait with bated breath for a reply. I always got one.
In college, Mr. So-and-So freshly dumped, letters took a back burner to road trips, concerts and the regular all-nighters at Conestoga. But then we graduated, scattered about the country and letters and the occasional fax once again became the norm, sharing stories of more road trips and concerts.
So what changed? The answer to that is an easy and ironic one... E-mail and cell phones. These devices that were supposed to make communication more convenient did the opposite for me. Aside from using it daily at work, my e-mails with friends and family are usually no more than a means to an end – short blurbs making plans to get together, answer questions and sharing photos. Facebook, Twitter, and now blogs have just widened the communication chasm for me.
But here you find me, 16 years happy at MacMillan Marketing Group as the Senior Art Director, terrified at the prospect of writing a blog. Why?
I may not have answered that question, but for me this is a start. Perhaps it's too long for a blog, but as I said, I used to write letters.