I DID IT! I did it! With this post I have posted every day for 30 days straight!
I KICKED NABLOPOMO ASS (and all I got was 30 blog posts).
I tried this last year and I made it about 15 days before I just gave up. There were a few times this month where I thought “meh, no one will care if I don’t do this.”
And you know what? That’s probably true. None of the people who read all 30 of these posts, or even a fraction of them, would have cared if I stopped. Some of them probably wanted to beg me to stop but were just too nice. (Looking at you, D.)
But I couldn’t let myself stop. I needed to finish to prove to myself that I could do it and now I’ve done it and now I might hibernate for the month of December. Maybe I’ll take a long winter’s nap.
That’s not true, by the way. I have posts itching to get out of my fingers. I’ll definitely be blogging in December.
My god. This was hard. And also not? But mostly it was hard.
It was hard to come up with new content every day, but content wasn’t the hardest part.
It was really hard to find time every day. As I look back over my blogging history, time has been the thing that has changed the most.
When I first started blogging, Joshua was an inside baby. I could write whenever I wanted. I’d blog in the evenings while Dan watched whatever. After Joshua was born, I blogged on my lunch break or after he was in bed.
Then I stopped writing at work because I couldn’t trust that my internet usage, even as benign as the WordPress dashboard may be, wouldn’t be used against me. Then I started writing in the evenings for TV Fanatic and as that picked up, my time to blog–to write for myself–became less and less.
Now with two kids and a part time job, there’s even less time. But the desire to blog is still there, and that’s what doing this taught me. I write every day, whether it’s for work or for me. I’m writing somewhere. I do it because I love to do it and because I have to do it. But also because I want to do it.
That’s why I blog. Because I want to. No matter what happens, deep down, I know I still want to write here.
Just maybe not every single day. At least not until next November.