I dearly miss the days when this blog was a place for me to blog my thoughts in a consistent and enriching way, and/or a way for me to show off physical journaling as well. Instead, it feels like a distant relative that you see once in a while and realize that the dread of talking to them is much, much worse than actually talking to them. It is actually, contrary to your previous belief, often and surprisingly eye-opening and enjoyable. (Depending on the relative, of course).
But, I would like to feel the same way I used to about this blog. More passionate, excited, etc. etc. I’ve decided I want to start posting at least once a week. It feels like this might seem like homework to me, but the truth is that I miss school. haha. Each Sunday I will post something and if I have no ideas I will use a silly and probably overused prompt suggestion. I need to push myself to write not too seriously and not just in an extremely personal journal.
The funny part about this is the inspiration. This week I found myself watching Sex and the City (I always thought it was Sex in the City, I think it’s definitely a Mandela Effect) and I feel, silly enough, entirely inspired by Carrie Bradshaw. I want to write on Sundays and find small things to point out in life. Probably not about sex and definitely not a column in The New York Star.
But the real truth is that I just wanted to feel like a writer. I write and I write often. Sometimes I hold my writing to myself for a little too long. Sometimes I feel like an imposter. Like I’m not a writer, writer. And most of all, I often have a voice in my head telling me that I am not an artist or a creative, which is certainly not true. I want to prove that to myself with this little self-promoted challenge. I know this announcement of a more consistent posting routine is definitely not necessary, but hopefully it will keep me more accountable.
Hopefully… I will see you next week. 🙂
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