When I was about thirteen I read somewhere that you should leave the first page of a new journal blank so that you could start writing without the stress of trying to write something “perfect” on that first page. The idea (explicit or implicit, I don’t remember) was that you could go in later, once you’d started writing, and fill in the first page. I never did that, so as a result I have dozens of journals with blank first pages. But the journals themselves were filled.
As I’ve delayed and delayed launching this blog, I realized that one of the reasons was that I felt stress and anxiety over the first post—the first “page” so to speak. Unfortunately, unlike with a paper journal, I couldn’t not have a first post. And so I would plan the first post, write it out, and then decide not to post because I didn’t want that post to dominate the blog, and to seal my fate as a writer. And ultimately as a person, or at least a personality. (Overly dramatic, I know, but this is how I looked at it.)
Eventually (this blog is a year and half in the making, after all) I accepted that I was never going to figure out the perfect thing to write in my first post. Which of course meant that if I needed a “perfect” first post, the launch was never going to happen. So I’ve decided to launch with a fairly nonsubstantive post, albeit one with an acknowledgement. An acknowledgement that this blog is not going to be perfect, but that that doesn’t mean that I have to just scrap it—just as I wouldn’t have to scrap the journal if the first page wasn’t perfect.