This post is testament to the completion of a personal challenge. I only started blogging four months ago. It’s the first meaningful and completely selfish thing I have done since the birth of my last child. It takes me away from my children, it means the house isn’t so clean and the ironing basket is never empty, it robs my husband of my company in the evenings. I started it because it was an easy way of keeping friends and family involved in our lives, now that we’re in Canada; but it’s become something I do for no-one but myself. It feels fantastic and I’ve missed doing something creative that gives you a buzz like this. It’s made me realise the extent to which I had put my life on hold while I raised children.
National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) is the blogging equivalent to National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and has been running every November since 2006. The aim is simple – to write a post every day of the month. I’m a sucker for a challenge and immediately thought, “Could I do that? Could I commit myself to doing this on a daily basis?” The obvious answer is “OF COURSE I COULD!!!! WHERE DO I SIGN??” but there’s more to it than that. It’s not always easy to follow your creative train of thought through the cacophony of three squabbling kids, or when it gets interrupted by mealtimes, nap-times, bedtimes, story-times… blogging was fine as an indulgence when I had a spare few minutes, but could I make the grade when it became a daily requirement?
On one hand, the answer has been a resounding “Yes!” I have written a post every day of this month, whatever was happening. I have stuck with it and proved to myself I could do it. From a statistical point of view, this blog received marginally less traffic in November than it did in October, I have gained six subscribers and lost one. So NaBloPoMo has not generated masses of site traffic – I suspect everyone has been too busy feverishly scribbling their own posts to worry much about anyone elses. But 5 new subscribers is heartwarming, a positive affirmation, I love you, each and every one! (I’m still mulling over what might have caused one to leave…)
On a personal level, it has been a big blogging confidence boost and has widened my network of blogger friends and blogs I follow, helping to shape my vision and re-calibrate my course, taking my writing beyond purely expatriate affairs, and into other areas. The biggest lesson I have come to learn About Me, is that my whole life has been an eventful journey, full of things others could not imagine. I have many experiences to draw upon, that have made me the person I am today, so why limit myself in my writing?
But what do the people who read this blog think? Has quantity caused quality to suffer? And what about those who have subscribed? Did you enjoy the extra material or resent the bombardment of your inbox, that ever-growing list in your RSS feed? Leave a comment below, so I know whether to get sucked into this again next year. Some people are carrying on throughout the month of December… and as far as I know they’re
insane not Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist or whatever, so it’s not like they haven’t got stuff to be doing around the 25th! Me? I’ll be indulging in some long overdue activity of the ironing variety… for the next couple of days, anyway… and my husband will be chuffed to get his wife back.