I enjoy writing. The actual physical activity, the thought process, the progress, the final product, all are enjoyable tasks for me. I’ve seldom suffered from writer’s block, but mostly because I’ve usually been in a position to just write whatever was exciting me at the time. There are no demands on me to journal here, other than a small nagging feeling of obligation for regular posts.

This has sort of changed lately. There is a finite amount of time I can spend banging out words, and frankly, other projects have been consuming this time.

I made a mistake on this site early on. I decided to have set days for set posts. A repost day (to get content from previous attempts at online journaling into one place), a poetry day, Ugly Shirt Saturdays, a video day. And I still do most of these, but the video went by the wayside due to technical difficulties, time, and interest. It’s been a month since I’ve posted a shirt, and I kinda forgot about the reposting of older posts and poetry. I kept getting this feeling of missed deadlines, and like I was somehow failing to get my work in on time. Yes work. And when your hobbies start to feel like work, it’s time to get new hobbies.

So Sundays will no longer be a repost day, Mondays no longer a poetry day, and like I said, videos aren’t even on the menu right now. I still want to get back to the Ugly Shirt Saturdays, since my original goal was one a week for a year. I’m adjusting this to getting up 52 posts before I stop doing them on any kind of regular basis, but it wasn’t a lack of shirts forcing this issue, but again, time and interest. Getting the photos taken and edited always seemed like the bottleneck here. Ah hell, I have a hundred excuses, but none really matter.

It all comes down to excitement (like I mentioned above and yesterday). Right now I am excited about designing new sites, getting old ones updated, and I have a thousand other projects vying for the attention of my ADDled brain. Some have been bouncing around in my head for over two years, which is fine, since I like to think such things.

I’ve always seen it as a death knoll to any online journal I’ve ever read when the posts start to become sporadic and the few that appear are there to explain why there hasn’t been a post in a while. These posts usually contain a line promising to make it a higher priority, but these posts always sound a bit like someone bitching about work! I’m not going to do that here.

I’m not refocusing. In fact the opposite is true. I thrive and flourish on chaos, so not sure what I was thinking when I had decided a regimented schedule of posts would be a good thing for me. I will write here more often, will try to hit it most days again, but I’m not going to feel bad when I don’t, and I’m not going to worry about the content.

See you tomorrow. Maybe.