I’m 23 days in to the 30 day blog challenge. I’m starting to …just barely starting to understand what writing is all about; what having a blog is all about; what my thoughts are all about. Putting head space into words is difficult. I can do it when I’m running, or swimming or meditating. But after a busy day, when I finally sit down to write, there are no words to match my thoughts. Yes, I do travel with a notebook. And yes, that helps…but it’s not enough to sustain the 30 day flow of words and meaning.
There are some a-mazing bloggers who post beautiful photos and find words to match that beauty. Gorgeous. There are bloggers who have found the intersect between story telling and some x factor. I find their subjects completely captivating…even though I have no idea what they are talking about. The family and life style bloggers offer glimpses into their daily routines. They make the most simple experiences sacred…baby’s first steps, dogs and children lying in a sunbeam together, things like that. I’m not in their league.
Some evenings, I’ll sit and read through tons of blog posts. I’ll hope that something will light a creative spark in me. Sometimes it happens. The spark may be that clearer sense of voice that I want my writing to have. Or it might be that I have the tiniest grain of an idea or a piece of knowledge, or an experience that I think might be worth sharing. And I find the courage, through someone else’s courage, to write it down. And to push “publish”. Sometimes I am so freaking awed by the talented writing out there… and the writers ability to go really deep into the weeds and still manage to make sense, good sense, out of the details …The spark can be in knowing that if I stick with this, I might be a worthy writer too.
So that, my friends, is my day 23 post. Now you know all of my secrets. My creative struggles. My baby blogger issues. Let’s hope day 24 brings renewed vigor and and awesome post!