We’ll…I made it. December 1st and I’ve done 30 blog entries in 30 days (technically not true: I did 31 in 30 days but one of them was a little shorty).
National Blog Posting Month was very rewarding in some ways, though having done both I’d say not as rewarding as National Novel Writing Month. After all, with WriMo you, theoretically, end up with something you can polish up and try to get published; with PoMo you end up with the satisfaction of having done it, hopefully some new readers, and a disturbing itch to sit down and write a blog entry every day.
In some ways, though, for me that disturbing itch was the point. Writing is equal parts art, craft, desire, and habit, and I know no people better at “habiting” themselves out of their desire than writers. Blocked, don’t have time, if I had a year I’d write a novel…all of these things are what WriMo and PoMo seek to conquer because the desire, the drive to write will embrace the habit like a long lost friend creating a fire hot enough to burn anything it touches.
I promised myself that when I started NaBloPoMo that I would focus outward, that I would take the time to reconnect with the world around me; figure out what was and is going on “out there” and get my head out of my proverbial. And if nothing else came of the PoMo experiment, this is enough for me. And it is a trend I hope to continue, perhaps not daily as I’d like to make some room for writing of other types but definitely on a regularly scheduled basis.
Now, I’m going to do my tour of the other PoMoers and see if I can find some interesting things to read that I didn’t get to last month. Oh, and another thing: look for a redesign here soon. Yes, I’ve been playing and I think it will be an improvement.