Just a Jot of Jargon

I doubt this blog is going to be successful, even amongst my friends (I haven't even told anyone it exists yet).  That's okay.  Chances are that after a little while I will forget about it, as I do with most other things.  See, to me, a blog seems like an Internet-based public journal, and I can't even keep up with writing in my physical journals.  I have many of them, but they always start off with motivated intentions and end up withering away in a drawer, collecting dust on their immaculately empty pages.

You might think that at least an important journal - like the journal I took with me on my European trip this summer of 2011, which was a beautiful birthday gift from my best friend, Colleen - would receive some attention, but I have this terrible tendency of getting overly obsessed, picky, and thorough with my journals, and then I eventually realize that I cannot cover every aspect of everything.  I simply do not have the time, nor does any human being I know.  Inevitably, I get discouraged and quit writing altogether.  It's all or none with me, and that means that it's none.  I can't seem to settle for a bit of something, I need all of it.  I can't talk about a part of something...  I must define, explain, examine, and analyze every tiny little fiber until my heard hurts and the article becomes so long that nobody in their right mind would even attempt reading it.

I don't fancy myself to be much of a writer, but it's a good creative outlet.  I constantly think about a lot of things, and sometimes just the process of trying to organize those thoughts into a somewhat organized and cohesive language helps to relieve some stress and mental tension.  Also, there are so many things that I am able to communicate through writing that I know I never could say otherwise. 

I know I will never be successful as a writer.  I won't win awards or even get published.  Essentially, I'm not my older brother, David (a real writer), and I never hope to be.  I'm okay with that.  Still, I do enjoy splattering a few pages with my thoughts, if not for anyone other than myself. In fact, that's why I named this blog appropriately.  This blog is not meant to be an organized journal, an account of every detail of my life, or anything that would seem remotely interesting or intelligible to anyone else.  This is meant to be a blog dedicated to the nonsense that floats around in my head and my fleeting motivation to record it in print...  This motivation I have now lost.

Welcome to Juby's Jumbled Jargon.  :)