There’s a line from an oasis song that goes ‘you can’t get a life if your hearts not in it” It’s funny how a moody 90s band can just totally get you.
I’ve been thinking about how sometimes it’s easy to create things from a place of heart and feeling but other days not so much.
But then I thought, is it always necessary?
Does everything that you do have to be you pouring out from your core?
Or can you just write, create and express without doing so.
I’ve managed to remain consistent and committed to blogging daily which has always been my goal and will always be my focus.
However, I never considered how I would feel towards the things I’d written or if I’d be content with a lack of heart in the words I was sharing.
There are people that are incredibly persistent at what they do and they’re terrible at it.
I think about that alot when it comes to blogging because it’s something I started in 2011 which is quite insane because I’ve never really gotten much from it.
But one of the main reasons I’ve stuck with it is because I don’t really know what else to do with my writing. Plus I like the freedom of being able to write whatever, whenever.
With my lifestyle blog, I suppose I’d like to gain from it what all the other lifestyle bloggers do. But growth has been terrible and I’ve been finding it hard to do alot of things that would probably help my growth because I naturally play small and put myself in a corner.
But this blog despite being fairly new is growing (slowly but surely) and I don’t really play small here, the experience is unlike I’ve ever had in all my years of blogging.
Probably because I’ve committed to consistency and my focus is on posting daily instead of likes, comments and followers.
Time has flown by and one thing that I can tell you about daily blogging is that it’s not as difficult as I thought it would be.
The act of coming up with something to write every single day and sharing it is more enjoyable than challenging.
I thought I’d get ‘writers block’ but any time I felt stuck for what to write I just tapped into my inner monologue. I’d think about something interesting that had happened recently, what had I learnt or experienced.
Some days I’d be really pleased with what I’d written and other days I’d click publish knowing that it was not my best work.
But it’s unrealistic to expect that everything I write will feel like the best thing that I’ve ever written, that’s something pretty useful that I’m learning on my writer journey.
Over the past 3 months, I missed one day of blogging and instead of berating myself I just posted twice the next day. Through that I learnt to not be so hard on myself with this daily blogging thing.
I love that I’m writing more and sharing more because as a result of it I’m thinking differently and even though this isn’t as challenging as I thought it would be there is some level of challenge involved.
For me, it’s that challenge of committing. I’m an ideas person and I get excited by new things. In the past my excitement has run out rather quickly and I call it quits and just move onto something else.
But I think that part of me has changed as this is post #90 and I’m still excited about this blog.
Everyday I give myself the opportunity to do something I love and share it.
I was getting ready for work this morning and suddenly stopped as I realised that I had not uploaded a blog post the day before.
Funnily enough a few days ago I was writing about how I’d feel if I missed a day but surprisingly I didn’t feel as bad as I thought I would have.
Part of me does feel like I’ve fallen short of my own expectations however, I also have to acknowledge the fact that my world did not implode or explode. The world has not (and will not ever) come to a stand still because I forgot to post on my blog.
Part of me even thought ‘What would Seth say?’ and I think he’s just say it’s okay you can post twice today instead and that the only person really affected was me but also that in the grand scheme of things this isn’t something to dwell on.
I suppose the general point I wanted to make today was that, some things aren’t as bad as you think they’ll be.
But I will be posting again today so keep your eyes peeled.
Maybe the truth is that I find it hard to commit to what I love doing because not so deep down in the back of my mind I don’t think I’m actually good at it.
It’s easy to do things when you don’t really care but when you do care then not being totally perfect at least for me seems to matter most of all and anything less is just disappointing.