Let me just clear away the cobwebs.
It’s been a while.
I love writing.
I enjoy sharing my story.
I miss my blog.
So when something like National Blog Post Month comes along, as it does every November, I am always tempted to participate.
One blog post a day for 30 days. This from someone who has only posted 45 times this year? The entire year!
So far, 815 people have signed up for this lunacy. 815. That’s a lot of people dedicated to their blogs, their words, their writing, their readership and their community.
Why not me?
Well, I have all the excuses in the book… I’m too busy, there are not enough hours in the day to do the things I need to do, let alone find a quiet moment in which to put thoughts to paper, I’m easily distracted (Facebook, Twitter and don’t even get me started on the vortex that is Pinterest), my computer is a piece of shit and freezes up on me every several minutes (are you familiar with the wheel of death, because I am?!) and no one really cares what I have to say are just a few.
But you know what, finding time for something I enjoy and is good for my soul I can do and as far as readers, it’s so easy to tell myself I have no audience, but it’s simply not true. I know when I post people read. It may only be a dozen people, but my words are read.
One thing I’ll never complain about is subject matter. I don’t need writing prompts. I have tons of material, hundreds of blog post ideas whirling around my head and dozens of blog post drafts, just waiting to be finessed and published. I have ideas for books. In theory, this should be easy. There was a time when I did post every day.
So, here goes nothing…
I’m up for the challenge.
815 just became 816.
Wish me luck.
I’m already a day behind!