When I beat myself up over blogging deadlines, metaphorically speaking
Right from the start, I set myself specific days of the week for posting. But, of course, life gets in the way of all those perfectly devised plans. Even so, I would feel really annoyed with myself if I missed one of these self-imposed deadlines.
When I first started blogging, I would feel a surge of adrenaline at pressing ‘publish’, and also a sense of fear. What if my writing wasn’t good enough? Was I really letting my thoughts loose into the world? The reality of publishing live terrified me, as if I could potentially be caught up in a stampede. Of course, this never happened.
Other writers take holidays, so why couldn’t I?
I’d feel bad if I took a holiday away from blogging. I feared losing momentum if I left a gap in posting. It seems quite irrational now. Everyone deserves a holiday, right?
When I finally took a break from blogging
In March I took a whole month off from blogging following the suicide of a close relative. At the time, I had friends say to me that maybe writing about it would help. For me, this wasn’t the answer; the events were too fresh in my mind.
As I suspected, returning to blogging after a break wasn’t easy. Had I lost the courage to write?
I cannot, even now, go into details of what happened, except to recall moments where I felt relief from inner turmoil. I found the recital of the Lord’s Prayer at my relative’s funeral to be a great comfort. I touched upon this moment in my blog in April: ‘The Lord’s Prayer’. This experience remains a great source of comfort, to this day.
So, how strict are you about blogging deadlines? How important is it to stick to them? Thanks for reading.