My personal essay

To be honest, I'm kinda already worried that this personal essay is going to kick my ass. Right now, I can't think of a concept. I can't even think of a potential concept. I can't even begin to think of a potential concept!

But I think Schwartz' method is best. I'd love to use Orwell's, but I'm not even half the writer that he was, and I'm not nearly as smart to bring whatever issue I'm talking about to the forefront. So I think I'll go with Schwartz, and do a story-telling essay.

But a story about what? It's not like I have a ton of personal experience to draw from.

Actually, I think I do have something. But it's so close to me... hardly the type of thing that I think I can just put out there. I can't write if I'm too concerned about who will read what I've written... what I think I've got bubbling up inside me could hurt a few *still living* people.

I'm so confused/intimidated/unwilling right now. I can't move until I think about this, because I don't even want to face what I have to write about.

This is a pathetic excuse for a blog! But I need time to think, and recover. Sorry, everyone.