Wednesday, October 31, 2007


The reason I started this blog was because I wanted to start writing more. I am surrounded by wonderful women who seem to have a gift for making written words dance and sing. I have a gift of gab. I can talk all day long but I don't enjoy writing, even though I really want to. I want to be able to write as much well as I talk. I want people who read my writing to know me as well as the people I talk to do.
I'm really tempted to try this because I'm the type of person who needs outside motivation to do things. For example, I need an appointment with someone to make myself go to the gym. I needed a friend to convince me to sign up for a 10K to make me get serious about running (which really isn't working but that's a whole other post waiting to happen). I need to invite people over in order to get motivated to clean my house (I really enjoy having a clean house so I must do more inviting).
On the other hand, it seems quite silly to commit to blogging everyday for 30 days when I average about 3 blog posts a month. Someone like me should probably set smaller goals like blogging once or twice a week for a year (or maybe for a month).

Maybe I'll do NaBloPoMo or maybe I'll fail miserably. If I fail, it's not like anyone will think less of me, anyone besides myself.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This could work for you. Still, I think you should start keeping a journal though. When it comes to getting the thoughts out of your brain...believe it or not...there's something wonderfully liberating about long-hand.