Blogging can be demanding. Though I see the benefits of it, it can become overwhelming because my writing time is limited and I would much rather be working on my next novel than carrying on about nothing. It’s not that I feel that bloggers, such as myself, ramble pointlessly; quite the contrary. I enjoy visiting a handful of blogs that prove to be informational and entertaining.
However, when it comes to consistent blogging, I often find myself behind the eight-ball, so to speak; and it makes me crabby.
My life in general is not that different than those in my demographic. I do all of the normal things that most forty-two year old, married women do. I pluck my eyebrows, wax my upper lip, color the gray in my hair, and consistently rub my face with revitalizing, uplifting, plumping, wrinkle-reducing, age-defying creams. I take care of my children and the dog, satisfy my husband, clean my house, do the laundry, keep everyone’s schedule organized and spend a greater part of my week driving to practices, games and rehearsals. Around all of that…I write.
There are days when I have a cohesive block of time to let my creative juices rage, and those are my most fun writing moments. Four hours of uninterrupted creativity is very fulfilling. Unfortunately, those days are not the norm for me. Most of the time I am squeezing in thirty minutes here or an hour there, hoping that my brain can easily pick up where I left off and continue the story. It’s a challenge. I find myself hurrying to my computer and uttering a silent prayer, "God, please let the words flow quickly, because I don't have much time."
Between phone calls and emails, the time to write dwindles…and then I realize, crap, I’ve got to post a blog. Ugh. There goes any hope of getting another chapter done today.
And then I sing the B-L-O-G-ging Blues.
I don’t know if most writers feel this way? It would be fun to conduct a comparative study and see if the majority of writers love or loathe blogging; but that study will have to wait until I get my next novel completed. J