No New Years resolutions this year, none that come with hidden out clauses or escape hatches to be used before January 15. What I will do is make some systemic changes that will have far-reaching implications on my life.
Okay, the first change will be to stop paying attention to the automatic editor in this program, it constantly wants me to use simpler words and phrases. It is no help to either my memory or my Words With Friends skills to keep dumbing down my vocabulary, I am going to assume if you have managed to find this obscure little blog you are of above average intelligence.
As my fellow blogger, Apart From My Art, creator Sandra Sallin calls it her regularly, irregular schedule. That must stop, surely I am capable of getting on an organized schedule with this endeavor, heaven knows I don’t have very many actual obligations here in exile. An excellent step in that direction will be to curtail my reading of the million and one blogs and Huffpost articles that I find in my inbox, not that they are not all very interesting but often the topics seem repetitive or contain something I might have written about myself, only now I am too afraid the internet police will arrest me for plagiarism.
I must now repurpose (I warned you big words ahead), those hours that spent with my iPad, following Facebook friends as they are actually doing things or pretending to be doing things. I know more about others lives then is really necessary.
I must now identify if it is my inherent desire for privacy, one of my Mothers beliefs, passed on to me was “when someone asks how you are, just tell them you are fine, because no one really wants to know”. I have spent my life following that advice and for the most part I am in agreement.
Or is it, that the thought of shameless self promotion goes against my grain, it wouldn’t hurt to mention this blog to people I meet or to ask my friends to share this with their friends. It may be time to start blowing my own horn, if I expect to get any traction with this blog.
This will be the change I must make to get out of my own way and make a success or failure of this idea. The bloggers I most admire are those who write day in and day out, rain or shine. Research their work and at least most days make some impact on the reader’s life.
Tomorrow, bright and early, I get on the phone with the consultant and make whatever changes she advises to reform, restructure and/or renovate this site to be more user-friendly and frankly more creator friendly. I want to be able to sit down in front of this computer and feel at home, no more excuses as to why this is not a good day to write.
Strangely, this blog will become a metaphor for all that is awry in my life. Discipline, procrastination, and the kind of ennui comes from having too much time on one’s hands and too little will to find something productive to do.