Earlier this year, I wasn't sure if I was going to have the interest in blogging that I once had. Fads come and go. Since I started blogging in 2004, my efforts have been erratic to say the least. And this time I had lost a couple of years there and getting back on the horse did not hold much appeal. But then that itch, that urge, that ever present inclination to put words to proverbial paper was again nagging me to no end.
"Alright, alright. Give it break ferchrisakes," I said to myself. "If it will shut you up, I'll start writing again.......... But don't expect much."
Because of my life long infatuation with creating and reading my own words, I have notebooks and scraps of scrawl stashed here and there around my house. I am not squirreling them away like some randomly planted nut. I just seem to find these scraps and notebooks in the oddest places. Like I set the journal down and walked away, never to give it another thought until such time while looking for something else, I stumble on them, get distracted by them, and forget what the Hell I was looking for in the first place.
Regardless and anyhow, the point here today is I was looking through some of my old posts and found the ones I wrote when meeting a post a day challenge back a few years. Hey great. I think I will give it whirl again. See if I can post every day for the month of April. Because practice may not make perfect, but it heads one in the right direction. And a daily routine just might be the kick in the ass I need.
Keep it 'tween the ditches .......................................