I’ve felt like that for a while. Maybe it’s with everything that has been going on, but I’ve found it hard to post anything on my blog or write stuff. When I have written stuff that I think might be good as a blog post, I’ve ended up not posting it. I try to challenge myself to write and publish at least two blog posts in a week. Most of the time, I can’t even come up with a paragraph of anything that I feel I could publish.
Writing used to be fun for me. I still like it, but I don’t enjoy it as much as I used to. Maybe it’s because I am trying to force myself to post something rather than let it emerge out of my brain and onto paper or a computer screen. In fact, there’s a lot of stuff I don’t feel as much enthusiasm for as I used to. Maybe it’s a sign that I’m getting old, or that I’m just stuck in a hole of misery and disappointment that I’m finding mega difficult to get out of.
I have been going out for walks nearly every day. Just getting outside for even a ten minute walk around the block has helped me a lot, mentally and physically.
I’m having to get used to blogging on a smartphone since I’m unable to get my laptop back from storage at the moment (long story). I still find it a bit weird, but it’ll do for now.
I’m thinking about doing a course on using Adobe Spark. I know the basics, but I’d like to know how to master it so that everything I create on it (like the image above) doesn’t scream “graphic design is my passion”. Thank God it doesn’t have comic sans, not that I would use it.
I said to my best mate that I hope I get to see her before Christmas. She answered “what year?”. Well, exactly.
Same friend also asked me if I was doing anything for my 40th next year. Mate, I don’t even feel 39 yet and it was my birthday in February.
I was nominated to do a Facebook challenge and I did it, Wouldn’t normally engage in any of those kind of challenges but it was about books so I gave it a go.
Expanded my list of people who can do one. The latest addition is people who post photos of beaches on social media to complain about people on the beach. It’s got to the point where I don’t know, or care if the photo was taken today or is a photo from years ago that’s being passed off as today. It’s ultimately about getting people outraged for likes and RTs. Bit sad really when you think about it.
I made another Spotify playlist because I was bored. I keep adding stuff to it when I’m bored, which is still quite often at the moment, as you might expect:
As of the 29th April, I’ve taken to writing a post by hand and posting a photo of it rather than typing it all out. Mainly out of pure laziness, but also because I don’t have my laptop at the moment. Here’s what I wrote:
In addition to the above:
I’ve started to crave Maltesers, Salt and Vinegar Square crisps, Haribo Starmix and Strawberry Hubba Bubba. Not together, obviously. Yes, I know I could go out and get them but I’m reserving my time out of the house for actual essentials.
I listened to the radio show of The Mighty Boosh on BBC Sounds. Now I’m wanting to watch the TV series again. Remind myself of the nights when BBC Three was actually on TV and I’d stay up to watch and admire this work of crazy genius (and, ahem, Noel Fielding. Well he was weirdly attractive).
I rate my mood out of five on most days as a two. Moving to a 3.5 later on in the day.
I need to get off twitter completely for a bit. Even reducing my amount of time checking it isn’t doing me much good.
I am reminded that it’s coming up to NaNoWriMo time again. I still get the emails about it a few years on from my first (and only) attempt at it. I’ve thought about trying again some time, but as each year passes I just feel more and more like I don’t have the energy or time to really make a go of it.
That doesn’t mean that I am totally against the idea of month long writing challenges. Indeed, I’ve taken on my own alternative in the past. November has seen me post a blog every day instead. Doing that every day felt a lot easier to me than writing novel chapters, even if I did run out of things to blog about near the end of the month. I didn’t do it last year and I am unsure as to whether I’ll do it this year, unless I can guarantee that at least 60 percent of them are not going to made up of me moaning that I have nothing to write about.
Hi. So originally I was going to make this a really short post about how I feelblogging is different these days. I ended up writing about my own journey as a blogger and it has turned out longer than I anticipated. In fact, I am still writingit. So I thought it would be a great idea to turn it into a mini series on here. I know you’re excited.
Here’s the first part of this post. Expect the second sometime later this week. Enjoy the read.
changed so much since I started doing it back in the day. When I started,
people were doing it as a hobby. It was an online diary. People used it to talk
about their lives, share the things that they were up to and what interested them.
They also used them to rant a fair bit and post the results of quizzes they did
when they were bored and should have been doing something constructive. Or at
least, I did.
In the days
I first started to blog, MySpace was in existence. I didn’t sign up for a profile
until about 2006 and I was probably getting on a bit to have one even then
(reader, I was 25). I did post some blogs on there but not often. I thought it was
a bit crap if you wanted to use it as a blog space but ok for the occasional
My first blog
proper, was on Blogger. I’d looked at all the various blog platforms, including
LiveJournal and one called 20Six but I settled on Blogger because it seemed
like the easiest to set up at the time. I used the blog to post about my interests
and what I’d been doing to begin with, then started to use it as a platform to
let off steam about anything in the news or in my life that had pissed me off
that day. Towards the end, I ended up doing various online quizzes such as “Which
Muppet are you?” and “What superpower should you have?” and sharing the results
as I had no idea what to write about. My first blog, which I can’t remember the
name of, let alone the url, was eventually abandoned and left to float into the
darkest depths of cyberspace.
My interest in blogging, though, hadn’t
entirely gone with it…
Recently new things have happened. I’m in a new house (rented, temporarily, while ours gets sorted out). I am a new age (it was my birthday the other day. Guess how old I am). I’ve been trying out new things and been considering options that I hadn’t really thought about until now.
I’ve been seriously thinking about making a particular change for a while. I’d been reading up on it online while feeling pretty down about where things were going for me, particularly job wise. I abandoned it for a bit until I saw a course on one of those online course sites that was on special offer. I signed up to it as I thought it might be helpful to improve skills and give a bit more of an idea of what it was I am interested in doing. The more I’ve read up on it, the more I feel like I could give it a go, if only just to make a bit of extra money in the first instance (yes I have read up on the tax things although I don’t expect to make shedloads of money from the start).
All I need really are the ideas and then I’ll be good to go… I think.
Here’s a question for you; how many times have you signed yourself up to something online, only for you to rarely, if ever, use it?
I’ve probably done it more times than I can remember. It often starts when I see some website promoted on social media or in a magazine (Web User FTW), thinking it sounds interesting, getting as far as logging in and setting up my profile. I’ll then probably log in about three times after that and then just completely forget about it.
The latest one of those sites I signed up to but haven’t really used is a site called vocal. It’s a “social publishing platform” – I guess that’s what they call websites that you can write and post articles to. I thought that it could help in getting me writing more often, but I still haven’t come up with anything decent. I guess if I’m not able to come up with any regular content on here, I don’t think that there’s much chance anywhere else, but it was worth a try.
What really did it was when I saw the categories that articles on vocal are put under. There’s a number of sections, including a section for video games, pop culture, even one for poetry and while I know I could write something related to the topics on the site I don’t know how anything I write about could fit in. I should mention here as well that vocal is one of those sites where you can earn money for the amount of clicks an article gets and while my reason for joining was in no way at all to do with that (it would most likely be crap money anyway, if you earn anything at all), I was still interested to see if I could learn or gain any particular skill or feedback from doing it.
I might still go back on there and give it another try, until then maybe I should try to concentrate on upping my blog game.
At this point in time I would be considering doing Nanowrimo or Nablopomo with them both starting in November. I decided a long time ago that writing a novel in thirty days wasn’t something I was good at keeping to after a disastrous attempt a couple of years back. And yet, there has always been that urge to try again once I’d come up with a decent idea. I had even bought a book on novel writing ages ago in the hope that it might inspire, but no ideas came and so I resolved never to touch that particular challenge again – well, at least for a year.
Nablopomo however, was an altogether easier challenge for me. Writing thirty blog posts in thirty days was simple enough to do, even if half my posts were more “yes I’m still at it!” than posting anything that was planned or remotely meaningful. I was still writing something though, even if it was a lot of crap. Plus I regarded completing the challenge two years in a row as a big achievement, seeing as I often tend to give up on a lot of things.
This year however, I’m thinking about not doing Nablopomo at all. I don’t really feel like I can come up with a month’s worth of blog posts and even if I could, my heart wouldn’t be in it at all. The other occasions I did it, I really wanted to put more content on my blog. I really wanted to write stuff and actually had things to share. I’d slacked a little in updating the site and in writing overall prior to doing the challenge and this was my way to get into the habit again. Nowadays any attempt to blog finds me writing one sentence before deleting it or saving it to drafts – that’s if it gets that far. I feel that if I was to do it again, I’d want to really plan what I’m doing and have the ideas there, but I don’t think I’d always have time to do that. I don’t want to post for the sake of posting, as it’s always pretty obvious when someone does that (I can see plenty of examples on my own blog, when I read them back).
Most of all, I want to enjoy doing it, and I’m not sure I will this time. Don’t ask me why.
You know how it is, you come on here with the intention of writing something and you end up just changing your blog’s theme instead.
Really, I did want to post something on here today but I couldn’t come up with anything, which is pretty much the case here these days. It’s not that I have fallen out of love with blogging, it’s just that I don’t really have the chance to sit down and come out with anything decent. Plus when I do have something that I think could make a good entry, I write it down, get stuck for words and end up abandoning it. While I know I shouldn’t be frustrated and it’s something that you shouldn’t get frustrated about I am. I don’t what it says about me (something not good, I bet), but I just wish that I could devote more time to this and be able to have something to say, rather than just go through the motions or post some “I’m still here” post like this is turning out to be.
I hate to say it, but maybe I am not finding this fun anymore after all.