Missed a post
I have missed a day in posting on my blog. This is the first time I have not had one at least scheduled for every day. When I started I determined that I had enough thoughts to post that it would not be a problem to post a new thing every day, if I kept up writing and scheduling in advance. And for three months I did so, which is pretty good, considering this is the first time I have ever written something every single day (or scheduled something to post every single day; several times I’ve written three or four posts in a day and scheduled them to post over the next several days).
I had intended to write something yesterday or the day before, and while I did write and post for those days, I didn’t have anything scheduled for Thursday. The day got away from me.
I anticipate that this will happen again in the future, but I’m trying not to miss any days. There’s a lot I want to say and a lot I can post that I’ve already written in other places, my journals, discussion board posts, on Facebook. I’ve been writing since I was 6 or so years old, and I’ve been posting things online since my second son was a baby, back in 1994. I still have at least some of those posts saved on disk or typed up and printed.
There’s no lack of ideas on what to write. I realized, with some surprise, that I’ve never had writer’s block, at least, not any large amount of it. I have occasionally been at a loss what to write on a specific topic, but the joy of this blog and of my journals and most of my writing in general is: I don’t have to stick to a specific topic. I can write about whatever comes to mind. And there’s a lot in there! The mind is literally full of thoughts! Fascinating insights and connections and new things and old things and bridges between old and new. There’s no end to new music, new art, new writing. God must have known his children would be endlessly inventive: the more so because of restrictions to work around.