Yes, or maybe No

Why have I had such a difficult time to begin this "outlet?"  I have been asking myself this question for the last three months since it first occurred to me to become a blogger.(with an additional push from friends and family.)  It is something I had never considered for myself even as I have been enjoying the musings of others.  All during this time, and way beyond, I write.  Writing has become a force that drives me.  Somehow just the weekly newspaper column stuff, my journaling, my family history stories, these three outlets do not seem enough.  My head is still filled with extra words, perceptions,and observations that I find scribbled on the backs of envelopes, jotted on my car notepad.
Then there is this block of "what do I call the blog?"  I have batted a number of things around and this is what I chose, since it comes from my "noodle" and covers more of the whole kit and kaboodle of what makes me tick. Maybe that should be "tock" as I seem to talk much better with written words than those that come out of my mouth. Often I am the insert foot variety when it comes to conversations.
I am a work in progress, as are we all,  hopeful of becoming who I truly am.  Since this urge seems programmed within my soul perhaps this blog will help me in that discovery.  And, so, I am stepping off the edge of my self-imposed cliff.  For those reading I hope you find something of worth, something to enjoy.