Every week, I grow anxious about what I'm going to post the next week. My goal is to post approximately five times/week, usually on week days...I figure that not many people read blogs on the weekends (except for me!), so I usually take some time on the weekend to think about what I might want to post during the next week. And the same thing happens every single weekend: I think that I've got nothing left to post about; I begin to despair, and think that my love of writing must be dimming.
Then, there's usually some kind of lightning bolt experience - I think of something to post about! I'm thrilled. Then I'm amazed because, right on its heels, another idea comes. Thus, by the end of the weekend, I usually have posts partially or mostly written for the first few days of the week...with other ideas percolating. Of course, then the week comes, and something happens that I want to blog about, and the posts that I have planned on the weekend fall back - either postponed or forgotten about altogether. It's a funny thing how that happens.
What's fascinating to me is how much I love the interaction with people who read this blog. When I'm at home, I look for readers' comments a few times throughout the day...wondering if anyone's read it today and utterly thrilled when I see that there is a comment waiting for me or when I see that someone has signed up to be a follower! I love it. I love blogging - whether I'm working on my own blog or following other people's blogs. For those of you whose blogs I follow or read, I check every single day to see if you've written anything. I think it's the snoopy side of me - I want in on people's lives. I am curious about people, want to know how people live their lives and what's important to them. I want to glean from others' experiences and I often derive some kind of inspiration from them.
Quite simply, I'm addicted to blogging. I never would have thought it, but there's my confession. I wonder if there's a blogging counterpart to AA's twelve step program...