As with any discipline, writing daily hasn’t always been easy. There are good days, bad days, and in-between days.
Today’s post marks 50 day’s blogging in a row! Also, out of 2022’s 85 days, I’ve only missed two. But who’s counting, right?!
I’d like to reflect on my time here so far, so reflect I shall.
You, The Creator is my favorite post to-date. Getting the cadence and rhythm just right and using the imagery I did was a lot of fun. And I love how it addresses the reader. Go on, take a peek. You know you want to.
The People’s Choice Award, or most likes, is a tie between A Special Lady and Virtual Insanity. After rereading Special Lady just now I can see why you all loved it. It’s downright precious, and was an utter joy to write.
The most views goes to Paternity Test 1, 2, 3.
The “I want to quit writing today” award goes to Gumping With Goy. I used a fictional character indirectly (or directly, I suppose) to address how negatively I felt about writing that day. It worked out nicely, I think.
Stay is another favorite of mine, as it communicates the need each of us has for connection, and how desperate this need feels sometimes.
I’ll allow it to take us home.
“But sometimes, I don’t know what the rules are. For instance, this blog.
What am I supposed to be doing?
I have a general idea; open my mind and write. But is stream of consciousness ok? Is there supposed to be a point?
I think I’m uncomfortable without there being an objective. To make myself feel better, I create one. Like “It’s about decluttering!” or “It’s about being a good person!”
But honestly, I don’t want to have to write about anything. I want to let my fingers press on the keys and words to fill a page. I’d like to know that that’d be enough.
I need to know that I’m enough. Stripped down, no bling. A thing.
I think you’ll judge me for it, but what if you relate?
What if it’s fate, if it’s not too late. Going, going, gone. Out for the day. Will you stay?
I wanted to end it, but it felt too abrupt. What’s a proper goodbye, a soothing last sentence. Good night, Dave said, what time did Evelyn go down. 9:15, I tell him. And I lay. On the blue couch, I know he hears my fingers tip-tapping. I’m not ready to go but fear you’ll leave first. What if that’s all our greatest fear, that we’ll leave.
So, what if we stay?”
Thanks for being a part of this journey with me.
Take care. Love, Jaclynn
Going On 40 
Daily writing is tough, especially if it’s something you publish on your blog (journalling, for instance, is a much easier form of daily writing).
That’s so awesome that you’ve managed to keep up to date. How do you maintain your ideas?
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Hey Stuart,
Blogging is similar to journaling, except the difference is someone’s spying over your shoulder as you write. I’ve always enjoyed the dance between myself and a page, but with blogging, I’m learning to keep you in mind too. It’s not harder, I think. It’s just different.
As for my ideas, that’s a great question! I allow myself free reign to write about whatever is on my mind. Sometimes I write a poem, sometimes I do stream of consciousness, sometimes I process an experience I had in the day. I’ve found ideas to be limitless when I’m in the right headspace. I hope that helps.
Well, happy writing, and talk to you again soon hopefully. ~Jaclynn
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One more thing, I don’t expect home runs when I write. My goal is to show up and do the thing. If it’s good, ok. It’s not, ok. Either way, I’m writing and that’s what matters.
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