Yesterday I sat down at the computer to write this week’s blog entry, and for the first time I could not think of anything to write.
Normally inspiration comes as soon as I sit down. I have never planned subjects in advance, always relied on finding something suitable when I needed it. But it did not work yesterday.
I would not say that I lost any sleep over the subject, but early this morning I had two new ideas. The first was the line which is the subject of this week. I will not disclose the second, I will keep it until I have a blank computer screen again!
I am not sure when I started writing a blog. I think it was this one, and according to the history over on the right the first post was on 27 March 2009. But when I looked at that one the opening sentence was “since my last post….” So clearly there was an earlier one, but I can’t seem to find it!
Not that it matters in the least. Suffice to say that it was quite a long time ago. Since then I have written 690 posts and have had 227,305 page views. That is a lot of writing, and a lot of reading.
But the question raised is “why bother”
I have no idea why anyone else would want to write a blog. I am not really sure why I do.
I have always been inclined to record what I do. I have kept a daily diary for more than 50 years. I write an entry every day, but rarely bother to read them later. I have taken to using a five year diary, and find that I do look back on the previous four years.
I have collected photographs for even longer. They are stored in large photograph albumns going back to the 1960s and beyond. Since the early 1970s every family holiday has been recorded and filed in an albumn. Not only photographs, but also tickets and cards. Plus a written record of each holiday.
I suspect that writing a blog is just a natural extension of this type of behaviour.
The purpose may be to record and share, but the enjoyment comes from simply doing it.
Over the next few weeks or months I will consider the development of my blogging experience.