Well, I can’t put it off any longer. I’ve procrastinated and procrastinated and put it off and put it off and repeated myself and repeated myself and been just a little bit redundant and then did it again. Long enough! It’s time I wrote a blog post. Only… I’m not sure what to write about.
It seems as if posting only on Fridays is my new thing. I need to get a new, new thing. Only posting on Friday’s isn’t good enough. I was reading some blog posts in my Google reader and I got to this post on Jennsylvania where Jenn Lancaster talks about being out of practice with blogging. It seems funny for her to say that because she is, after all, a very successful, multiple times published writer of books, but I can tell you from my own limited, first-hand knowledge that writing books and writing blog posts is so not the same thing. Anyway, in the posts she says:
I hate when I get out of the habit of writing because it takes such effort to get back into the swing of things. I always tell budding authors that the best way to be a writer is to write; the ability to write is a muscle and it’s got to be worked daily. Presently my writing muscles are flabby and weak, chugging along at two point five miles an hour on a treadmill with no incline.
Worked daily… Gosh, I can’t even seem to manage to work it weekly at this point and that frustrates me because I really do love to write and I want to be able to do it more but finding the time is a real hassle.
There’s another blog I like to read, another blogger who has become a published writer of book. One thing has always stood out to me about his blog. I remember reading in one of his posts once that it takes him 15-20 minutes to write his blog posts, “these things practically write themselves” he said. My blog posts don’t write themselves and they take a lot more than 15 minutes to write. I’m not saying that to draw a comparison between us, either. There is a valid reason behind it, because the truth is, it takes on average two hours to write one of my blog posts. Maybe that’s because I don’t do it daily, or maybe it’s because I don’t know how to be brief or maybe it’s because the things I write about can’t be short and simple, I don’t know. I just know that lately, sometimes when I’ve thought, “maybe I’ll write a blog posts now”, I’ve then looked at the clock, realized it was after 4:00 and remembered my determination not to stay at the office until 7:00 and decided not to write.
I have given some thought, on more than one occasion, to undertaking something called NaBloPoMo, National Blog Posting Month. It’s sponsored by the same people who do the National Novel Writing Month program in November that I abandoned you all for last year, only NaBloPoMo isn’t a specific, designated month… I don’t think. Honestly, I haven’t researched it, I’ve just heard other people talk about it. But really? A post a day for 30 days? I couldn’t possibly commit to that. I barely touch a computer on the week-ends and I don’t have time for writing in the evenings. I’m much to busy with food prep, clothes ironing and vegetating in front of the television!
And besides (or maybe it’s because), I spend all day on the computer at work and a good portion of that time is spent dealing with my own personal interests, it hardly seems worthwhile to think about it when I’m at home.
Things haven’t really changed much since my last post as far as feeling overloaded and not being able to get anything done. I’m frustrated because there is so much I want to accomplish, both professionally and personally and it feels humanly impossible to get much of it done, let alone all of it.
Boy this really isn’t going in the direction I would have liked it to go… I spend too much time on this blog talking about all the things I wish could be, or all the time I do not have. What a bummer. That’s not my intention. I’m not sure why I have such a hard time writing fluffier stuff… I guess I’m just not a fluffy person right now. Maybe some day I will be. Maybe you can stick around and find out?
Here’s something fluffy, sort of. Today is National Donut Day. No kidding. If you don’t believe me look it up. Then again, if you’re reading this, you’re clearly familiar with the internet and with some level of social media and you must already know that today is National Donut Day. Dunkin Donuts, Krispee Kreme’s and Tim Horton’s are all giving away free donuts today in honor of National Donut Day, or so I read on-line.
Today is also Friday, so it’s Another-Friday-At-Riggledo’s-Job-Where-The-Boss-Always-Brings-In-Donuts-On-Friday Day. It’s really not as exciting as it sounds. And if you’re anything like me, it doesn’t sound very exciting to begin with. Anyway, I walked into the office today, and sure enough, there was the giant pink box filled with sugary, glazed goodness that I try so hard to ignore and pretend isn’t’ there and isn’t calling out to me, only today is National Donut Day and what kind of red-blooded American would I be if I didn’t celebrate a national holiday? Six times. Serioulsy! SIX. TIMES.
Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go lie down now. The sugar coma is taking over.