The ‘post every day for a year’ barely got started before it was over. Not even a fortnight!
“Why?” I asked myself this as I sat at the computer at 11.45pm, fighting sleep, desperately trying to think of something to say. Why am I doing this? Why isn’t this fun?
Having bailed out and thought about it at the weekend, I concluded that:
- The daily categories, rather than make it easier, actually made it harder.
- The daily deadline, added to my other self-imposed pressures ( lose weight; find a job; write a panto; buy nothing new; etc), made me feel stressed and anxious.
- Using my free time in the evenings to write the blog took me away from writing my panto. That makes me sad and also anxious. (DEADLINE LOOMING).
- Also, the quality of the posts was patchy, and I’d rather do nothing than do a half-assed job.
Solution? Let’s try once a week and see how that goes.