I’m tired tonight. I’ve had a busy day and there’s a lot of stuff whirring around in my head and begging for space on my to-do list. I could quite happily sink into bed. I could very easily give up on this daily blogging for a month. Who would ever miss my posts?
Probably no-one. Apart from me. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that my productivity and positivity levels have shot up since I started this exercise. My God, I even completed a task today that I was 3 years behind on – you know, the kind of thing you wake to worry about at 2am. So yes, I’m pretty pleased.
Perhaps it’s just a blogging placebo effect (blogbo?) but whatever, it’s definitely working for me. If white sugar pills to pop can do it for subjects in medical trials I don’t see why white screens to write on can’t do it for me and my mildly tortured brain on the hunt for an outlet.
I have always found the practice of journal writing, I was going to say therapeutic but it’s less that, less remedial and more positive and forward thrusting for me. Anyway, you get the idea. I like keeping a journal. BUT, and here’s the kicker, despite liking it, despite getting a lot from it, despite all of the positive effects I recognise, I still have a tendency to let it slide. What’s that all about? (Idiocy, laziness, self-sabotage? Delete as you deem appropriate.)
And that’s where blogging differs from keeping a musty old journal under my bed. It’s a dynamic, interactive, social process. Even here, on a new, low-key blog with barely any readers, each time I press publish it’s like sprinkling a little bit of fairy dust on my thoughts and writings. Who knows where they might end up or lead, who they might touch or affect?
It may seem a little far-fetched to think this way but I guess that all I’m really saying is that the act of making public my private thoughts (even though in a paradoxically very private manner) is both liberating and empowering. And that, to me, is magical.
So no. I’m not giving up on NaBloPoMo. Instead I’m thankful for the opportunity and motivation it has given me to keep turning up at the page and pressing publish.