Does the World Need Another Blog?

Would I be creating my first blog if it were not a windy winter's day, the first snowfall gradually leaking away into the already sodden garden, the sun struggling to make a statement?  Perhaps not.

I ask myself that very question and others:  why am I trying this experiment?  who is going  to want to be a reader?  which secrets might I reveal to titillate the audience / readership?

I have decided to use a blog as another prompt for my writing.  I am currently writing a novel which might never see the light of day in finalised form;  but I must write it.  My head buzzes with ideas about other writing, but where can they find an outlet?  I write a personal journal, with handwritten entries more days than not;  you needn't worry that I'm going to blog the endless wearisome details of my day to day life.  But I think like a writer:  when something interests me, a small word processor starts typing away in my brain, turning the experience into a mini-article for an imagined newspaper or magazine.  And now I think the blog may be the best destination for these 'articles'.

You can be either flattered or disgruntled to be one of my guinea pig group!  I  do not mind if you choose never to read what I write: why should you?  But by creating a group of invited readers, I am putting a little pressure on myself to come up with some posts that will be of interest to you.   I have no idea what the next post may concern!  Keats whispers in my ear a reminder about Negative Capability;  OK John-boy!  Let's see where the experiment leads!