Blogging

How I Feel About Blogging Less

After a busy November where I didn’t post on this blog much, I’m trying to publish more in December.

I haven’t been writing a blog post every day however. I miss it, but taking a break has made me excited to create again.

When I write blog posts, I don’t ever aim for long, perfect first drafts. It’s enough to get some thoughts in my head on the page.

I also try to publish often, but I’m not aiming for mind-blowing, earth-shattering content. That’s never been my goal.

I know I’m behind with everything, but I still feel fine. And that’s all that matters to me.

I don’t enjoy falling behind because catching up is such a challenge. But I’ll manage somehow. I can’t do everything, but I can do enough to succeed. I hope.

Life happens.

When it comes to my habits, I’m not as stubborn as I used to be. Besides, the world won’t end if I miss a day or three of blogging. I can always get back into the grind at a later time.

This year, I’ve had a lot of high highs and low lows this year. Even so, I wouldn’t trade my life for anyone else’s. Check back with me once I write my exams and get my grades though.

As I get older, I feel busier. Then again, I think I’d rather be busy than bored. That way, I don’t have an existential crisis every other moment.

Personal Reflection

I Hate Being Bored

There’s something to be said for my hatred of boredom. I hate being bored. I’ll do just about anything if it means I’m doing something.

That explains why I also despise waiting. I try to do things while I’m waiting. Otherwise, I’d lose my mind.

But due to circumstances I didn’t see coming, I had to wait at the dentist for a while without anything to keep me occupied. I didn’t have pen or paper. I didn’t have a book. I didn’t have my phone.

So even though I felt a bit frustrated at first, I resorted to observing others.

I got to observe a father and son. Maybe a story will come out of it. Maybe not. I’ll have to add some kind of conflict or tension because the two were so happy. Meanwhile there was me being all bitter.

I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to handle parenthood, especially being a single mother. Although there wouldn’t be a dull moment in my life again if I had a kid to look after.

I kept thinking to myself why can’t I just sit and wait for a while? Because I don’t sit and wait ever.

I always feel like I should be doing something. I cannot not do anything. I feel weird and wrong doing nothing. I tried to relax. After all, there wasn’t much I could do. But to be honest I was anything but relaxed. I felt anxious. I felt I needed to be reading, writing, something.

Of course, I did a lot of thinking during the time. Part of me wishes I had a way of recording my thoughts then because I’ve forgotten them all now. I’d love to have some sort of technology to do that.

Of course, things worked out just fine. The world didn’t end. The sky didn’t fall.

Still, this isn’t an experience I’d like to repeat again. But it made me think about myself, about life in general.

Waiting at the dentist was almost as bad as watching paint dry.

Anyhow, this turned out to be one of the more interesting trips to the dentist I’ve had in a long time. That said, my last trip entailed running on about three hours of sleep right after an exam. That’s a story in and of itself.

Blogging

Get To Know The Blogger

You get to know a certain blogger a little bit better.

Why did you start blogging?

Because the yearbook team at my high school rejected me. So I had a lot of free time after school. Lo and behold, one day I was bored and started a blog.

What do you blog about?

Anything and everything I want. Blogging is something I started doing for myself. And I don’t want that to ever change. I’m going to keep writing about the things I’m passionate about. The answer I usually give people when they ask is something along the lines of I blog about blogging and writing and reading. Boring, right?

When do you like to blog?

I tend to blog at night when my brain isn’t as critical and cynical. In the morning, I’m not the easiest person to be around to say the least. My inner critic rears her ugly head all the time. But she isn’t as annoying later in the day. I think she gets tired and heads to bed.

Where do you prefer to blog?

My bed. Somewhere comfortable is ideal. Unfortunately, I don’t live in a perfect world, so I can’t have the luxury of blogging in my pajamas all the time. Guess you really can’t have everything in life.

Why are you still blogging?

If I didn’t, I’d have a gaping hole in my heart.

How do you keep blogging?

I write. I edit drafts. I publish posts. All because I need my heart to be somewhat intact.

What’s your blogging routine like?

I think about blogging almost every hour of every day. On any given day, I probably blog for a lot less than sixty minutes. I just make myself type words. Delete them. Type more. Delete a little. And when I’m done, I publish the mess I’ve created for everyone to read. Not many people do.

Did you enjoy getting to know me a bit better as a blogger? Either way, I have more blogging questions I want to answer. Maybe I’ll get around to them some day.

Blogging

Why I Started Blogging

I started blogging almost four years ago. It’s tough and challenging, but I’ve enjoyed every moment.

Sometimes I like to remember why I created a blog in the first place, not to mention why I continue blogging.

I’m imagining fifteen year old me. She was probably bored all day long and in desperate need of something to do to pass the time.

Nineteen going on twenty me is only bored during class time and wants twenty-five hours in the day.

Funny the difference four years make.

Blogging

Why Did I Start Blogging?

I was bored.

High school didn’t keep me busy.

I wanted to challenge myself.

At fifteen years old.

I thought it would be fun.

And I wasn’t wrong.

I didn’t think blogging would be that much work.

Boy was I wrong.

I had nothing better to do.

Well…I did, but back then I didn’t want to do anything related to academia. Still don’t.

I enjoyed writing so I figured I’d enjoy blogging.

Figured right Herminia.

I liked the idea of being a blogger.

More than the idea of blogging.

Writing

Confessions Of A Writer (Part 2)

Confessing time!

  • I wish I was more active. It’s hard to write and read when running or swimming.
  • I think the writers of Criminal minds are geniuses. Do you know what I’d do to write like that? No, you don’t.
  • In my free time, I watch a bit of everything. It satisfies my thirst for knowledge. And helps expand my imagination.
  • My right hand looks nothing like my left. Scars, blisters, pen marks, you name it, my right hand has it.
  • One summer I read all four Twilight books in 22 days. I can’t read nearly that quickly now.

Want to read part one? Of course you do!

Writing

Why You Aren’t Writing

The premise of this post is simple. It’s a list of some of the reasons why you aren’t writing and what you can do about it.

You’re lazy.

This is common. But if you are serious about writing, you can’t wait until you want to write or feel like writing. It doesn’t work that way.

You’re scared.

Pigs can’t fly or drive yet so there’s nothing to be afraid of. Besides no fear in this world should stop you from putting pen to paper or fingers to keyboard.

You’re bored.

Of the story. Of your characters. Of sitting in the same place, staring out the same window every day. In that case, the medicine you need is called Change. You don’t need a prescription, just your imagination. You are a writer after all. Revamp your plot. Revise your cast. And for what it’s worth, get outside. Shake up your schedule. Do something new and interesting.

You’re lost.

You have no idea where your story is going or what you want to say. While some writers can write without too much direction, others can’t. That’s perfectly fine. Take the time you need to figure it out. You don’t need to have all the answers but a general sense of your destination should be enough to get you going on your way.

You just don’t care. 

There’s nothing wrong with that. Do you care for every single character in every book you’ve read? No. Do you care for some stories over others? Yes. Solution: find something you care about, then write. Craft a character who excites you, interests you. But most of all, makes you and possibly your readers, care. And if you don’t care much for writing, you’re on the wrong site.

I would redirect you but I really should be writing. And you should too.