Today's NaBloPoMo question is, "How do you feel about starting new projects?"
I always feel excited and optimistic about starting new projects. If they involve going out into the world in some way, then there is always a strong element of nervousness that goes along with it. I have conflicting elements within my personality - anxiety beforehand, seemingly comfortable socialising during, wondering what people thought of me afterwards. It's very tiresome :)
It's also a little stronger given my greater hermitlike habits in recent years. But I think I'm actually okay with that. I like being a crab.
But the beginning of a new project is always fresh, and I'm excited about what I'm going to learn (unless it's starting something I'm very unconfident about, like clay classes, where I feel people are looking at me, and then I fall into a highly-sensitive heap. But then I start a writing subject at uni this year, in comparison, and while I'm like a duck with its legs scrabbling underwater, it all looks pretty serene on top, and I participate well in class discussions. In fact, you would probably never know that there was any scrabbling going on underneath the surface. And that, I suppose, is a good thing. Even though I feel like I'm cheating in some way.
Sheesh, if there's not a problem, I'll just make one up :)
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That's all for me today. I have a book from the library that I've been waiting on for a while called Spaces in Her Day: Australian Women's Diaries from the 1920s and 30s that I'm definitely looking forward to getting my teeth into. I have an idea for a short story that I may or may not end up writing, but the main character lives in 1920s Australia. And what the hell do I know about that? I'm hoping that maybe I will discover her "voice" through reading those of others. So the book and the fireside calleth. See ya later, blogosphere.