A couple of years ago, I challenged myself to writing a blog post every day of the month of February, 2011 – I called it Post a Day February. I decided I would try to write every day for 28 days and post what I wrote to my blog. I don’t think I was successful in writing every single day, but what I was trying to do was get my brain in gear to write; I think I accomplished that goal because writing became easier for me and I became less judgmental about what I wrote and less critical of myself in the process.
You see, I’ve never really been a writer. I’ve been more of a doer and writing about the doing hasn’t always been easy, which is probably more a function of time than of interest. I’d much rather be doing something than sitting down writing about it. I’ve never been a consistent journal-writer although I’ve carried little blank books around with me, thinking I might get it by osmosis or something. I’ve written stuff down when I’ve traveled but it’s usually more of the “we went here and we did this and dinner cost this much and the train was late” variety of travel-writing than anything that might be readable, either by myself or by someone else, later on.
Then came the day when someone introduced me to her friend as a writer. As in, “This is Lois; she’s a writer.” I was flabbergasted! Speechless! I’m not sure I even said hello to the person I was being introduced to because I was still focused on the words my friend had said.
But it got me to thinking. All kinds of questions showed up in my head. Was I a writer? What makes one a writer? Could I be a writer? Do I need some kind of qualifications or something to be a writer? Is there a test? If I’m a writer, how often do I have to write? Do I need something specific to write about? And the questions went on and on… and on and on.
Did I have answers? No. Have I answered all those questions since that fateful introduction over a year ago? No. Do I write? Yes. Am I good at it? Who cares? And that’s all that matters to me. I no longer think I have to write something that will appeal to everyone. I no longer think I have to have the perfect subject matter. I no longer put restrictions on what I write or how I write it. For that, I’m very happy and oh so much more comfortable than I could have ever imagined being.
So, onward and upward. I love it that people are making up challenges for all of us to participate in. It seems there are challenges out there for just about anything – writing, photography, and reading are just a few of the ones I’ve heard about lately. Today begins the WordCount 2013 Blogathon coordinated by Michelle V. Rafter – the challenge is to write a blog post every day for 30 days during the month of June 2013.
I’ve accepted the blogging challenge and will be posting on my blog every day. I don’t have a “theme” for the month, just as I didn’t for the Post a Day February that I did on my own in 2011. A theme isn’t required for this “official” challenge, or even necessary – in fact, I find having a theme keeps me from being creative in my offerings. Like, how do I know ahead of time what will show up in my head? My stream of consciousness? My universe? I understand the blogging challenge itself will have theme days as the month goes along, such as a haiku day, and I want to remain open to whatever else the challenge brings me and the other bloggers participating.
It’s Every-day Blogging – whatever comes into my head every day is what I’ll write about. And since it’s going to be the whole month of June, it’s Blogging Every Day.
See you tomorrow!
Oh, and I got a cool badge to put on my site! Check it out here!