When I subscribed to the notion that one must write every day, especially when one is a writer or wants to become one, I hadn’t planned on blogging every day.
I’ve said it before, I say it again: starting this blog was an exercise, the means to an end, a reason for me to sit down and write. Since I started I have posted 127 blog entries. That’s not considering that there was a five months gap. The majority of those blogs I have written since March this year.
At some point I felt obligated to post something every day. But now I’m beginning to realize that it keeps me from doing my other writing. My journal hasn’t seen me for at least a month now. I’ve started developing three stories I am interested in and am in close pursuit of two of them.
Writing every day doesn’t mean I need to prove to you that I am indeed doing just that. A blog is hardly proof. You don’t know when I’ve written that and sometimes I have written two blogs in one day, posting them on consecutive days, but still making sure to keep writing every day.
I want to write this blog, because I enjoy to do so, not because I feel obligated. I want to do different things and I have tried a number of them. Oddly enough, whenever I write about writing, I get the most likes and follows. But there have been other blogs that meant a lot more to me and I felt were written a lot better.
I have realized during this exercise that I write better the more I care. If I feel passionately about a subject, it translates onto the page, or the screen in this case. I wrote “For the love of history” a few days ago and felt rather proud of it.
I’ve written a few things that felt half-baked, because I wasn’t into the subject or maybe I was, but just not enough.
What follows is clear enough: I write about the things that I care about. I will blog them here and it may not happen every single day anymore, because I don’t care that much every single day. It’s exhausting and this does take away from the stories I am trying to develop. Both are on equal footing right now and I need to see where they take me to commit to one for now.
I do quite enjoy blogging, more than I initially thought, especially since I very much started with a “whatever” notion. I care much more about it now and I feel I’ve learned a bit in the process. I continue to learn as it stands.
I don’t know what you’re getting out of it, dear reader, but I am glad that you are here and I do hope you’ll stick with me a little while and have a little patience, too. At the end of the day I don’t need to be here every single day, because you’re likely not able to check in every day either. Time’s short, too many other blogs to read online and then there are people to do and things to see.
That’s why it goes like this:
Ars longa, vita brevis.