When I first started blogging, I figured it would help me stay accountable, because if I didn't keep blogging then everyone would know. Well, at least the hundreds of, or all ten of, the people who read my blog. And the shame of it all would make me come here a few times a week and write something wonderful.
Well, like Weight Watchers, we all know how that can be. Pretty soon, you're not at the meetings anymore, nobody even notices you're not at the meetings (unless it's the friend you started with and since she doesn't go anymore, how would she know?)
So the "pressure" of my readers waned fairly quickly, and now -- even though I love comments and I do think about all ten of you who read this -- I blog pretty much for myself. Which is as it should be.
So NaBloPoMo? It's yet another attempt to help me stay disciplined. To get my thoughts on
The truth is that while I do love to write, I hate not writing even more than I love writing. Does that make sense? If I don't jot things down, my thoughts aren't completed. They feel all jumbled and discombobulated, like this post. Stay with me here, and if I keep at it long enough, it will be as clear as mud. To all ten of you.