(When you do something scary or stressful — bungee jumping, public speaking, etc. — do you prefer to be surrounded by friends or by strangers? Why?)
Surrounded? Well, if I must be surrounded by people when I do something scary (stupid?) or stressful, I’d pick strangers.
I have nothing invested in them, nor they in me. One of the reasons I chose blogging instead of sending a manuscript out to picky editors is that I can hide behind the anonymity of my computer–at least for a while. If I fail in a spectacularly embarrassing way, I haven’t lost face with my friends. And strangers? Well, I don’t really care as much what they may or may not think.
Although. BIG “although.” As I continue to slog my way through daily prompts, challenges, and Blogging 101, I find that you, my new blogging friends, matter quite a bit. Never met any of you face to face. Maybe never will. But what you think about what I write matters a lot. Why else do I check for comments? Why else do I check my stats? I feel guilty about not being as interactive with you as many of you have been with me. I’m still working at a day job, you see, and writing has always just been pushed back to the end of the queue. I’m often very tired at the end of a long day wearing my counselor hat. Nothing left to develop relationships here.
I’m working on that, because I really do appreciate your input and interest. So in that regard, I’m surrounded by a community of people who are willing to be friends. And that’s very cool.