It is 6.20, Tuesday evening. I’m sitting in my car, music blaring (The Menzingers if you must know) trying to find some courage to keep writing this thing I call a blog before I head off to my running session. You see, by the time I get home from work on a Tuesday evening, Grimace has wrangled both Little Mate and Giggles Magoo to a sporting pursuit for one of the little darlings, and as I’ve got Tuesday Night Track Sessions for running, it just makes life easier for the family if I don’t make a cameo appearance during that horrible** DINNER BATH STORY BED rush. So, I head off and wait out the 45-or so minutes I have before running around the track in this (freezing) cold weather.
On the trip to work today, I started thinking about writing and how much I love the dialogue it provides; and then on the trip home, I promised myself that I would tonight commit to writing something, anything for this little outlet. But, tonight as I sit here with 25mins to bang something out, I’m rather stuck: I just can’t find what to write about. It’s not that I’m suddenly boring, rather I just don’t have any confidence in the topics I choose to write about. If I look at my ‘Drafts” folder, I have more than a dozen posts I’m started over the last months, but just never finished.
I’ve quite often started a post in my mind, only to quickly erase the thought when I can’t get past the opening paragraph. Some of these topics have been about food, parenting, adventures, personal introspection…but, I start to doubt my topic and the level of interesting it possess, or rather my ability to execute a smooth delivery.
A while ago, I actually sat down and typed out a content plan for this little bugger, and I was doing well at sticking to it – the writing was refreshing and I felt inspired. Now, fast forward into mid-2018 and I don’t prioritise the time to write, and I’ve lost my confidence, feeling like I’m waaaaay back at the opening blog post in 2016.
So, here I am, in all my glory. A post about absolutely nothing. But, at least I’ve followed through on my promise to write something, anything… ha.
Anyways, thanks for reading about absolutely nothing; if anything, I’ve enjoyed writing about something so trivial. It makes me feel like my non-writing issue is rather quite trivial, and I find that oddly liberating.
Next post, here’s hoping I won’t be so inane. Maybe I’ll update you on Grimace & Giggle’s Magoo’s overnight hike, or maybe I’ll talk to you about our house renovation journey, or maybe I’ll brag about my two kidlets and how incredibly lovable they are. Maybe I should get back in touch with that content plan?
Night, Night – I’m off running
**So, full disclaimer here…I don’t think it is actually horrible, I quite love the hustle of this time of day. But, it is full on and crazy and I openly admit, it’s nice to have a night away.