looking for my focus...have you seen it?

i keep saying how i want to write in this blog every day so that i can eventually publish a memoir and yet i'm not doing it.  this isn't that hard...meaning i'm not necessarily under any pressure to write the most charming, enlightening, and witty things here since it's my own spot.  this blog is for me to just unload and hopefully spawn some ideas for what i want my book to focus on.  i can't do that though if i give in to the inner critic who is just constantly shooting my shit down.  the only goal for me is to get a book together and that is getting easier with the online self publishing world.  I can potentially sell putting my crazy on paper one day on amazon.com for $3 bucks right to your kindle!  the thought of my friends and family maybe strangers reading my inner monologue is exciting and terrifying!  i mean does my old school irish catholic mom want to read about some of the sexual encounters i have had?  she might have a coronary but i dont want to be afraid of who i am because my mom, friend or random might not like it. 

so my promise is this...that i will write once a day...even if its for 5 minutes and its complete gibberish i'm still going to do it and post it because there is something at stake in all of this and i am going to achieve my goal.