Ten-Year Blogiversary

My blog has hit double digits, so now is the obvious time to do some reflecting. Ten years ago was 2010, and I had just graduated from college. I created this blog the day before I graduated, not because I expected to make any money or get a job from it, but because I was (pardon the clichĂ©) starting a new chapter in my life. Blogging was still fairly popular at the time, so I didn’t feel like I was coming into it too late, like I had done with most other social media.

The economy in 2010 was terrible. I don’t know if it was because of that or because of my horrible interviewing skills and social anxiety, but it took almost two whole years to get my first “real” job out of college. I remember that 2010 and 2011 were depressing times. This blog helped me cope with that by giving me something I could feel good about. A place to write was good. Having readers who testified that my writing was not utterly terrible was also good.

So many life changes happened between 2010 and 2020, most of them positive. The change that’s most relevant to this blog is that I essentially stopped writing. I don’t consider that a positive change, but I try not to lament the fact that I have “less time” for writing than I did in the past because I will only hear a little voice in the back of my mind say, “If you really wanted to do it, you would make time for it.”

Yep, I know, I know. I have not made time for writing recently because I suppose I don’t really want to write all that much. I had been spoiled by all the writing time I had before. That was one of the better things about 2010 and 2011. I could sit in my bedroom at 7 in the morning and write without interruption until 10 or 11, then feel as if I had accomplished something. Writing would make me incredibly happy, almost like I had gotten a kind of “runner’s high.” Other days, I wouldn’t want to write and would do anything to procrastinate. One time I did the filthy, mundane task of cleaning the vacuum cleaner’s brush roll, simply because I did not want to write.

The same thing happens to this day. When the baby is asleep for the night and I have a glorious hour or so to do whatever I want, I usually spend it doing something other than writing. I blame this on my “morning person” habit and that my brain fails to work effectively after about 2 p.m. Again, that haunting little voice in the back of my head says, “If you really want to write, you can do it. Now is the perfect time.”

Practicality also agrees with that little voice. The older I get, the more realize that there really is no time like the present. Coronavirus made me realize that, too. Our time here is so limited, and we have no idea when it’s going to end. That’s part of the reason why I am posting THE ARCHIVES now: So I can say I accomplished (or “published”) something in the brief span that is my life. It has become a habit to go on the computer for 10 minutes every day, so I can edit and post the next chapter.

After the chapters of THE ARCHIVES have all been posted, I’m going to post something else, likely much longer. I have often had the happy thought that if it was that easy to get in the habit of posting tiny chapters of THE ARCHIVES, it wouldn’t be much of a stretch to post longer chapters of any other already-written story. (I have a lot of stuff that’s already been written and is now collecting virtual dust.)

tl;dr version: This blog isn’t ending after 10 years. Despite not making the time for writing, I really do want to write, so I’ll post whenever I can convince myself that writing is in fact more important than chores or reading or all the other things I do in my “free” time. I am going to post some other piece of fiction after THE ARCHIVES, but I haven’t decided on what it is and how often I’ll post.

Thank you to my readers, likers, and commenters over the past 10 years. I appreciate you sticking with me.

Thursday Three #59

  1. The novel coronavirus (AKA COVID-19) has reached North Carolina. Naturally, everyone is freaking out and buying large quantities of sanitizing items and possibly building underground bunkers to stock with canned goods. My concern is that with all the sanitizing, the viruses and bacteria will eventually mutate to the point that they will develop immunity.
  2. I checked out Cardinal Robert Sarah’s The Day Is Now Far Spent at the library, but I doubt I will finish it because it is hard for me to read anything substantive these days because I rarely have time to sit down and get absorbed like I used to. My three observations about the book, mostly from skimming it:
    1. It’s written in a question-and-answer format. This breaks the book up into shorter sections, which is nice.
    2. Everything I’ve read so far is frighteningly accurate. Our society is in decline, and only prayer and silence will save our souls.
    3. All of you who are reading this and are Catholic… keep on keepin’ on. We’re doing something worthwhile, despite what the world thinks. Remember, the devil has a great deal of authority over the world.
  3. I have not started any new fiction since my attempt at NaNoWriMo. Camp NaNo is starting on April 1, but I doubt I participate. Like I said in #2 above, I hardly ever have time to sit down and get absorbed in something. So in the meantime, THE ARCHIVES will still be posted. There are only about 128 chapters to go until it’s all done. Thanks to all of you who are reading it!

Thursday Three #58

  1. I heard a good quote that also happens to be the title of a book (haven’t read it): Everybody’s Normal Till You Get to Know Them. How true is that? Makes me feel better about my own weirdness and that of those I know.
  2. Almost all my favorite music from the 90s has now been relegated to the classic rock station. I wonder what the criteria is for something to be considered a “classic.” For cars, I thought it was 30 years old. A one-year-old cell phone is probably a classic, too. So it stands to reason that 20-something-year-old music would also be classic. Still… it is weird to think of Green Day as “classic rock.” 🙂
  3. The “noonday demon” (also the title of a book I have not read) is a real thing. He is the reason why we get tired at 1 or 2 in the afternoon and find it hard to take off on that second wind. He is the reason we’re tempted to slack off and the reason we fall into temptation more easily when we are tired. Caffeine alone cannot defeat the noonday demon. Instead, it takes prayer and discipline.