Today is the 25th of November. I’m 25 days into my NaBloPoMo project – essentially, writing a blog post every day for the 30 days of the month. This is my 22nd post, which obviously means I’m a few days behind and won’t make my 30 in 30. It made me stop and take stock, and I wondered out loud if I should be feeling disappointed.
But you know what?
I’ve accomplished a lot in my first-ever NaBloPoMo. I’m doing better than I thought I ever would. I’ve possibly surprised some of my more proficient blogger friends with what I’ve done so far. I’m happy, not only with the number of posts, but also with the kind of posts I’ve actually written.
I’ve been true to me, I’ve been able to showcase my photography, and I’ve been a lot more courageous, a lot more disciplined than I thought I’d be. I’m also very touched by the feedback and encouragement I’ve received, which I never expected. Thank you.
I still have five days to go. There will be more words, more photos. I just needed today to regroup, screw up my confidence, pat myself on the back and move on. I’m hoping that most of us who sit in front of the computer screen and give our words a voice need to do that once in a while.
And after this NaBloPoMo exercise is over? I am promising me – and you – that you’ll hear more from me. I’m enough of a realist to know that I may never write 20+ posts every month – but I’ve caught enough of the writing bug to feel certain that I will continue.
I hope to cover more of what makes Vancouver the place I love through my words and photos – food, drink, events, arts, non-profits, people – but it doesn’t mean that I’ll lose my passion for or stop writing about advocacy, politics, PR and social media, the people I care for, and every once in a while, my cats!
Someone wrote me after hearing me on CBC Radio last week, and told me that I write like I talk. Good. It means you’re getting the real me. And whether or not I write a dozen posts or 20 every month moving forward, that’s exactly what I want to deliver.
At the end of the day, that’s what will matter to me.
And on I go…