If you’ve been following this blog for any length of time, you’ve probably gathered two things: (1) I’m obsessed with naps and (2) I’m an introvert.
Lately, I can’t stop thinking about the paradox between blogging and introverts. On the one hand, introverts get energized by spending time alone. On the other, introverts like me find fulfillment by communing with strangers online.
To complicate matters, I’m an introvert who’s selective. It’s not that I don’t like talking with everyone I meet. It’s just that I don’t talk unless I have something to say. Small talk and large crowds drain me.
My desire for quiet introspection helps me survive most social situations. Maybe to a fault. Maybe that’s why I’m often misunderstood. Misjudged. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been labeled as “rude” or “stuck-up.”
Guess my resting face is pretty bad.
The flip side to being an introvert is that I’m a good listener. I’d rather listen to someone else speak than have center stage. I think that’s why my husband and I have lasted this long. He’s Mr. Charisma and I’m Mrs. Retreat in the Background so No One Sees Me.
I feel this way about blogging from time to time. I know that in theory you’re supposed to write for yourself. Write to be heard. But the truth is, we also write for an audience. We write to build community. We write to share life together.
Still, I don’t always feel like writing about me.
A part of me wants to sit back and make blogging a spectator sport. Does that sound terrible? Hope not because I’ve come up with a temporary fix that involves MORE OF YOU and less of me.
The idea is akin to King Arthur’s Round Table. As the name suggests, the table has no head. Everyone has an equal part in bloggy relationship building. Hence, the name, Bloggers at the Round Table. This series will help us get to know each other better. Let’s get started!
If you had to choose an actor to portray your life story, who would it be? And why?
I would pick Keira Knightley to portray the twenty year old me. I admire her focus and intensity. I became a fan when I saw her in Love Actually. As for the thirty year old me, I’d pick Julia Roberts. The Julia Roberts I remember from Pretty Woman. I love her laugh!