I fantasized intermittently about starting a blog for a long time. I’m a good writer. I do quite a bit of writing in the office (policies, procedures, memos) and I’m good at it. Frequently, in November, I’ll even try my hand at NaNoWriMo, although never with much persistence. I have wanted to be a writer since I was a kid, but I have never been able to stick with any personal writing project long enough to really produce anything. I like reading about writing, so naturally I have a lot of books about writing (I’ll list them maybe, in a future blog post) and I even subscribed to Writer’s Digest Magazine for a few years.
After my 30th birthday, I felt I had failed at a personal goal, writing a novel by age 30. I remember explaining to my mother that I hadn’t written anything because I felt like I just didn’t have anything to say and my novel writing would come when I was older, more experienced, and wiser. Today, I would laugh at my silly 30-year-old self, except that the part about being more experienced and wiser is completely true. I have a lot more to say now, at 50, but my novel writing has not come.
Earlier this year, a friend asked me what kind of blog would I do. I told her that I would start a blog on how a generally disorganized and unmotivated person tries to get her life together finally in her 50th year. It would be a lifestyle blog in a sort of an off-kilter way, covering everything from diet and exercise tries and fails and tries again to menopause problems; from closet organization and capsule wardrobe ideas* to home projects; from book and movie reviews to general musings. General musings would cover my plethora of interests – hobbies, people, history, pop culture, etc., etc., etc.
I talked about my motivation and inspiration for using my blog as a vehicle for getting my own life together in my second blog post, “A Slob Inspiration Story.” I already had so many ideas for future blog topics when I wrote that second post… What I forgot about, in my excitement, is that I also have a very full life, including a demanding full time job. Where does blogging time come from? I don’t think I’ve got that figured out very well at the moment. While I would love to post daily, I don’t think that is realistic for me to do right now. I want my blog posts to be good quality and worthwhile reading. I’m not there yet!
For tonight, this will have to do. I’m committed to my 10:00 pm bedtime, as I discussed in earlier posts. Please stay tuned as I figure out, now only how to finally be a real adult after 50 years, but also how to be a real blogger!
*I was really into building a capsule wardrobe at the time. I’ve actually had some success with it – look for a future blog post about it!