I’m exceptionally ordinary.
I realized this while struggling with my author bio.
Honestly, I already knew but it’s really in your face when you’re trying to create anything that requires you to write in third person the answer to an unanswerable question: Who am I?
I’m me. Just me.
I’m not being self-deprecating but I am wondering…
Why does everyone need to be special?
Everyone is unique. Not the same thing.
Let’s face it. We want our bios to be memorable. That’s the point, isn’t it?
I went through this last year while trying to write a social media profile and “About Me” page for my blog. I had a major WIC (Writer’s Identity Crisis) and deleted myself.
But this. It’s so…final. An author bio, many experts say, can make or break you. Break me? Eek. They’re right! I can’t just cut and paste and fix it. It’s there. In writing. Forever.
Eh. Okay. So it is.
No matter how many times I rewrite it, I’ll most likely look at it in a few months and wonder what the hell I was thinking. So I’m going to accept that and let it go. And while I’m at it, accept who I am on paper.
A unique yet ordinary woman.
My Sunday thoughts in 200 words or less.
Do you have difficulty writing your bios? Do you change them often or write them and leave them alone? Do you try to present yourself as ‘special’ in some way? Do you even remember what your bio says anymore?