That was the title of my very first blog post when I signed up to wordpress.com in January 2010 with the idea of writing a blog. I had no idea what I was getting into but within weeks I was transported to a fascinating online community where women were blogging. They were writing about all sorts of things and sharing their words; I would spend hours reading and taking it all in. There was commenting and feedback and it felt so good to be part of this lively online group. I felt I was in the right place.
That was the whole point of me blogging – to exercise my writing skills and eventually lead to my lifelong dream of writing a book. We’re fast approaching my ten year anniversary of blogging and, of course, the book is still nowhere in sight. However, I do have the idea and a half-hashed out plan. I can even say I attempted to write the first three chapters about three years ago (actually, it might be four!) gulp! Where does time go?
Looking back, I can recognise that that time hasn’t been wasted; what the past ten years have done is show me a) how dreadful my writing was and b) help me hone the art of entertaining a reader (plus revisit the English grammar and punctuation rules – something I had clearly dismissed as non-essential previously).
So, back to Hello World and today’s post. I have been mulling over a number of ideas these past few months; should I start a new blog devoted to writing with a fancy logo? (Yes, I’ve even drawn one!) Should I try and move back into the precarious life of freelancing which would allow me the time to sit and write on a more regular basis? Or, should I pick up where I left off and see if I can make a go of it again?
To be honest, readers are like tumbleweed in the desert here. Gone are the days of thousands of visitors and top brands popping into my inbox with suggestions of great collaborations. But actually, maybe that’s just what I need – a quiet place where I can practise writing regularly. No emails to distract me just an online corner where I can write.
One of my biggest hurdles is – and always will be – time. I work full-time as a Teaching Assistant (I have the day off today as the twins have a Development Day). I am studying Arts and Humanities with the Open University for a degree (a module which I am head-over-heels in love with) and of course, there’s the family, the housework, the dog to walk and the book to write.
I picked up Elizabeth Gilbert’s Big Magic again this morning and looked at the folded down corners to remind me of the words that had previously grabbed my attention.
Half an hour a day. That’s what I’m going to set aside. Half an hour a day. I’ll be back (hopefully) to let you know how I’m getting on. Or maybe, this is just for me – to keep myself on track and document my progress? Who knows and does it matter?