You may have noticed I’ve been a lot more active on here lately. Part of it is that I realized I’ve been writing on this blog in some capacity for the last two years. Which, yeah sounds impressive until you look back and see the multiple month long dead zones when I just couldn’t bring myself to write anything. There are various reasons for this not that anyone cares.
But lately I’ve been missing writing. Like just the actual process of it. And anytime I read other people’s work I always get this sort of throaty ache like, I want to be making content like this! And then my brain goes, “Then make it! You might not be as skilled as that person right now but guess what? Sitting on your thumbs, twiddling your ass doesn’t help you improve. If you want to be a writer, then WRITE.”
So I’ve been writing. And unlike before I’ve actually been writing on my phone (not my most favorite thing) when Ivy falls asleep on me. Because let’s face it, having the baby be asleep is primo writing time. It’s just that usually when she falls asleep it’s while nursing and/or cuddling and it’s hard to extract myself. Sure if I tried a little harder I could get away but I often find that I don’t want to. I like cuddling with Ivy and having a chance to just lay in bed and read on my phone. I know these days aren’t gonna last much longer and I want to enjoy as much Ivy cuddles as I can. But now that I’m writing on my phone I’m no longer hindered by my weakness for Ivy cuddles. I can write and schedule posts without even having to get out of bed.
Writing on my phone is part of why the recent deluge of posts have been a little on the short side. I type until the post looks long enough and then I’m like, bam, done, this is totally long enough! And then WordPress is like, that’s a nice little 200 word post you got there. So yeah, 200 words looks a lot bigger on my phone. (And that’s not the only thing that looks bigger on here too! *nudge nudge* *suggestive wink* Okay I’m done.)
Having an outlet again has been refreshing. I’ve been scheduling posts to sort of make a buffer for when this font of creativity dries up and I find myself struggling to come up with any sort of cohesive thought or subject. Hopefully when the inevitable writing famine hits, caused by either lack of trying, life interference, or just plain old laziness, it won’t be six months long again. No promises though.