and so Ends NaBloPoMo
I wish I had an epic post for the end of a month of daily blogging, but events of late haven't exactly been good for my creativity.
At the start of this month, I hoped that this personal challenge would be good for me and help me to become a better writer...
Not sure about the writing part, but it was fun trying to think of interesting things to talk about. There were a lot of ideas I'd had for blog posts this month that never did get written.
This month I realized just how much I enjoy blogging. When I started writing in this almost a year ago, I was just joining in with some of my friends, who had just started their own blogs. It was like the summer of '94 when a few of my friends and I started writing in this communal journal that I'd completely covered in pennies. We wrote in that book all summer and loved reading what everybody else was writing: ramblings filled with teenage angst, lists of favourite songs, and silly stories about stuff we used to do. I still have that book. It's great looking back at all of us (after 14 years of friendship), remembering the people we were back then.
Now there are bloggers who I've never met but genuinely feel like I know - and would invite out for a drink at the pub anytime. The support that people give each other through their blogs always amazes me. When Magazine Man lost his dog Blaze (if you don't know the story, click here), dozens (or maybe hundreds) of people were frantically checking his blog several times a day to see if there was another post - or a happy ending. I had tears in my eyes more than once for this family and their beloved pet who were going through such a terrible time - a family I've never met and likely never will. Each post was followed sometimes 40 comments, all offering prayers and support, or offers of help. I was amazed at how many people took the time to wish them well. Having recieved a lot of incredibly sweet and supportive comments from the readers of my blog, I feel the same comfort that I'm sure their family did.
My writing is still surprising me. Some days I know exactly what I want to write, and can toss out a 1000 word post in no time at all, and other days it take hours to get it right. I've learned that my work ethic does extend to this blog, even through hard times and horrible colds.
And now, one question remains:
Will I post tomorrow?
I'm really not sure...
But I'll probably be back the next day. Good habits are hard to break ;)