For the past few years or so, I’ve been meaning to get into blogging. Properly blogging, not just repeating quotes that I like. And every single time, I don’t follow through. There’s always an excuse, a reason not to. Something that I tell myself to make me feel less bad about giving up each time. My intentions are good, if you looked at the pile of abandoned drafts on my drive as evidence. (Although I’d much rather you didn’t; there’s a good reason why they never made it past that stage.)
In case you haven’t worked it out already, this is the habit I’m trying to break.
So after reading this article today, I’ve decided to replace it with the habit of writing every day. Or at least, having a ruddy good go of it. The thing that’s been holding me back, I think, is fear. Fear of being judged, of being absolutely terrible and of having no-one else to blame but myself. Consider this post as day 1 of this challenge. I’m starting off secure in the knowledge that I probably will be terrible. For a bit. And then, hopefully, I’ll get better at it.
Or I might not. Either way, I’ll know that I tried. And surely that’s all that matters in the end, right?