Monday, January 22, 2007

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

This is my 72nd post. Some random number; some time spent at my laptop. By now, I have probably said something that could be misconstrued, taken out of context. Some things come to mind. I don't hire prostitutes to tutor my children, I don't have a flask. (Yet.) My kids have good traits, and my first boyfriend became a preacher with a lovely family. Posts are short; they don't reflect the big picture.

Sometimes I rethink a post, concerned that I may have unintentionally hurt someones feelings, said something that cuts. There is no way to avoid this, unless I were to write about moonbeams and gnomes, but then someone out there would surely complain about that as well. So I weigh my words, and do the best I can. And keep writing. Just keep writing...


Anonymous said...

It's a blog. Online journal. You're not supposed to censor or feel guilty for what you're thinking. If someone is offended, perhaps they shouldn't read it!


Lisa Milton said...

Amen. Thanks Tara.

stephanie spencer said...

I second T. Although I am a little more cautious in case a school district decides my blog is the place to make their final hiring decision someday.

On that note, I would be interested in what you have to say about gnomes. I have a naughty story about them... :)