I often find myself looking at my weekly to-do list and trying to figure out what I should write for my blog. I’m sure without context, that makes no sense at all, but I’m a very list-oriented person, you see. I keep a to-do list that breaks down everything I need to do in a typical week, including remembering to eat breakfast and lunch. Partially because I have a hard time remembering to do those things, partially because they’re easy to do and it feels great to start your day with marking off the very first thing on your to-do list!
Writing something for my blog is on the list for Monday, Wednesday and Friday, even though I only update my blog once a week. Sometimes I’m able to knock out a whole blog post in an afternoon and then I mark it off for the other two days of the week. Other times it takes me all three days to put something together, since I have to fit my blog writing in around the schedule of a very small, very busy person who doesn’t like to take naps.
And sometimes it’s just because I can’t think of anything to write about.
I never have a lack of things to talk about, which means my problem is largely self-inflicted. I have this strange idea of hyper-organizing everything in my life (which never works, mind you) and that even includes things like internet activity. Writing commentary goes here, general chatter goes on Facebook, brainstorming and projects go on Pinterest, daily writing word count updates go on Twitter… you get the idea.
And because I’m so intent on organizing everything, I always end up operating with the notion that those streams of activity shouldn’t cross. Ever! I mean, you know what happens when you cross the streams, right?
Except that’s not true. At least, not in this case. There’s nothing wrong with a little overlap. In this situation, it might even help.
See, I’ve been trying to blog weekly for a whole year now. Crazy how fast it went by. I missed a few updates, but on the whole, I did pretty good. I feel like weekly blogging is important for me to do, for pretty simple reasons. I’m a writer, after all, and as soon as I stop writing, I stop being a writer. Right? At least, I think that’s how that works! It doesn’t really matter what I write about, just that I do it. And that’s something I’ve decided to try to focus on a little more in 2014. It doesn’t always have to be talking about writing. So like the Walrus said, the time has come!
“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax—
Of cabbages—and kings—
And why the sea is boiling hot—
And whether pigs have wings.”
Somewhat unrelated, as a child, when my great-grandmother read to me, I always thought she was saying ceiling wax. I never could figure out what that was supposed to mean. And who would bother to wax their ceiling, anyway?
In any case, waxed ceilings or not, that’s a great example of the sort of things I probably could be writing about, instead of trying to dedicate myself to blogging about writing 100% of the time.
It might sound weird, but I’m trying to become a little less organized about being organized, even though another goal for 2014 is to get everything in my life nicely organized. I know, it probably hurts to even read that sentence. But I promise, it makes sense in my head.