It has been a while since I’ve written on this blog – probably about a year now. There are multiple reasons but it simply comes down to not making time. This is a decision I have revisited a couple of times every few months, and as such have been happy with, but it has sparked new focus after my friend asked about it in our conversation:
“If you like to write, then why don’t you?”
I quickly realised it is more than just not making the time – because how much time do we really need to write a couple of hundred words? We’ve all experienced these moments where we write down our thoughts about something and it just flows.
It takes courage to put stuff online. You’re exposed. You might be wrong. You might be talking nonsense. You writing style might be poor. You might make this massive grammar blunder.
And while this fear hasn’t stopped me from blogging before, it has it effects. I want to write about interesting topics. I want to build the blog about specific interests, because “that’s how you reach a target audience”. I want every piece to be of the highest standard. I want to check the spelling and grammar multiple times before I publish.
I’ve realised these things are good to strive for, but they come at a cost. The cost of a piece taking too much time, the cost of thinking more about what and how than enjoy the actual moment of writing.
Here’s to none of that anymore. The reasons I enjoy blogging haven’t changed since I started. By loosening up my high standards, something I know I’ll have to remind myself many times to come, I hope to find the joy of writing again.
I’ll be writing about the stuff that goes on in my head and we’ll see where this will take me. I’ll be writing for myself and am happy for others to join the ride – or just ride by myself.
I’ll be writing because I want to. And I will.