I haven’t blogged regularly in years. I keep telling myself “This is the year I’ll get back to writing” and, invariably, it isn’t.
I’ve got plenty of excuses for why I’m not writing – I’m busy at work, I’m posting on Twitter, I’m doing other hobbies, etc. But what it boils down to is: I’ve set these unrealistic goals for myself and now I’m afraid to fall short.
Which, frankly, is bullshit. This isn’t a source of income. This isn’t something that is ever going to win an award – hell, it’s not even something that will ever be READ by other human beings. So who am I going to disappoint?
This is for me – to get my thoughts out, get them in order, and let me experiment with the written word.
Like I did in the old days.
And maybe that’s the real problem: I’ve already done this. I’ve already experimented, written reviews and short prose and editorials and so on and so forth. I’ve done the web comic, I’ve done so many things that I’m unsure what else I can do, what new I can do in this space.
So I ask myself: Does it even need to be new? Can I just retread old, familiar ground?
Is that so wrong?
I don’t know, but I aim to find out.