Sometimes, and today is definitely one of those times, I just sit in front of the computer, and wonder what to write?
It doesn’t take too long for the next logical question to arise: Why to write at all?
The answer is sitting pretty, right in front of my eyes. I try to pretend that I can’t see it. It just smiles and does nothing. It knows that sooner or later I will have to acknowlege it’s presence. When I do that, it can have all the fun it wishes to have with me.
So, I acknowledge the answer. I have to write because I started this blog. Did I need one? Did I have a plan for it in my mind? No, absolutely not!
I started it simply because I saw so many others, around me, doing the same. Of course, writing was something I loved to do, and something I still love to do, and something that I hope I will continue to love to do as long as I am alive.
And, yet, writing has become a chore.
What do you do when someone you love starts to seem like a nag? You either choose the easy way out and walk away, or you decide to take the more tortuous path of trying to make things right again. I think the same applies to things too.
If writing has become a chore, I can choose to stop writing and do the other things that I do, or hope to do in the future. I could even take up a new hobby or a new activity. It would all be so easy. But, then, I would never feel the joy that I have felt every time I have finished a piece of writing. Nothing, in this world, can replace that feeling.
So, I choose to stay on and keep writing, and, when it becomes a chore, I will try and find newer ways to fall back in love with what I have always loved.
Do you ever feel that writing a blog post has become a task, that has to be completed? How do you deal with the boredom that accompanies blogging?
while some are blessed with being unstoppable bloggers there are others who as you explained have created a blog only because everybody else around them was having one. I feel more like the second one. The difference here only is that I actually want to blog, write things that matter and be like the perfect frequent blogger and sometimes there’s so much going on in the head that you want to express by writing down, but somewhere something creates obstruction, if it is the writers’ block or what i do not know. but yes i very much experience that.
Blogging is just a vehicle for my writing. It’s the cup into which I pour my wine, so I can serve it to others. Blogging is an occasional, very occasional thing with me, whereas I’m writing all the time.