It was more difficult than I thought it would be.
At the start of this month, I bravely promised myself that I would post everyday on two of my blogs, this one and this one. I did it, of course, but it wasn’t easy. It was easier on my decor blog, where you can get away with photographs and weekly themes make it easier.
I don’t have a similar theme for this blog and that makes it unpredictable. It made me question what I wanted from this space, why do I bother to write here, anyway?
I’m still thinking about that – do I want this to be a place where I talk about my life (boh-ring!), Goa and the state of its affairs, my writing , books and literacy? I know I don’t want to have random musings. Your time is too precious to read that kind of rubbish and I don’t have the luxury of time to write that junk.
So, dear readers (hello, mom!), what is it that you would like to see here?
On the other hand, writing 30+ posts this month told me that I could do it on a regular basis if I wanted to, if I had something concrete to say (which I don’t). The art of articulation has long been lost here. I do think motherhood turns your brain to mush a little bit. Perhaps even more so when you spend more time talking with your toddler than any other adults around.
I’ll do NaBloPoMo next year again, for sure. It is a great tool to keep you writing. Next year, though, I’ll have a plan.
What about you? Did you attempt the Nano/Nablo this year?