Every Sunday when I hit “Publish” to send another of these posts out there into the Interwebs, I think to myself:
“Self –”
(What? What else would I call myself…anyway)
“Self, now that you’ve gotten another post up, you’ve got seven whole days to get to work on the next one. Hows about you spend some time during the upcoming week to think about what you’re going to post next Sunday?”
“That’s a great idea!” I reply to myself and then UTTERLY forget to do exactly that.
I know, right?
The thing is, that part of me enjoys the freedom (read: time-consuming process) that comes from “Winging it” every week. I usually don’t know what I’m going to write about until a few hours before I sit down to write one of these things, not knowing if anyone is even going to read it.
So why do it, you ask?
That’s a good question…let me see if I can come up with a good answer.
Part of this blog is kind of an ongoing conversation that I have with myself.
What?
Yes, I talk to myself. I’m a writer…it’s been known to happen.
So this conversation is advice that I give to myself. Some of it is advice that I’ve gotten from other writers that I need to remember, and other bits of it are things that I’ve discovered for myself.
Another part of it stems from my desire to give back to the community that’s given so much to me. If anything I’ve put down here has helped even one person, well, I’ll call it a win.
But what if nobody reads any of this? Your posts? Your stories? None of it?
What if you’re doing nothing but shouting into the Void?
So what if I am? I’m still there.
So are the stories, even if they’re only in my head…and they’ve got to come out.
I guess that if you stripped everything else away, the answer to “Why do you do it?” would come down to this:
I do it because I can’t not do it.
See you next Sunday…
Time: Noon-ish
Music: Blind Guardian – The Bard’s Song (In the Forest)