A start can't be a bad thing, can it?

I don't expect anyone to be reading this, but if you're there, hi! I created this blog so I can get motivated to write.  I'm paranoid about sharing anything I've written- a terrible start, I know. I have sketches of detailed characters floating around in my brain, ones with virtue, baggage, talents, misconceptions, unrequited love, pining, disappointment, ambition, and lots of room to grow from there. I find character development to be the most fascinating aspect of literature, and love to speculate where a life could lead if a character has a change of heart. I named this blog as I did because people with the slightest ability- whether it be prodigious, mediocre, or abysmal- tend to think they are the bomb-diggity; they think that they are unique and special and the whole world should love them. I give one admission to this notion, that just because someone is not a prodigy does not exclude them from the interest of mankind. Knowing this, and being aware that I am mediocre at best, I strive to contribute a few nuggets of interest to the world, even if that world is populated by myself alone (I suppose I'm saying that I write for my own sake). My stories right now are incubating in my brain, and I have no excuse but my own shortcoming to explain why I have nothing to share as of yet. I have some difficulty starting with names, but I feel that overall I have a better idea of where I'm going now than I did five years ago. I honestly hope that in five years hence, I will have improved exponentially both in skill and in self-discipline. Cheers, invisible reader! Hope we will meet again.