Hi, I can’t write blog posts every day for a month.
I missed writing yesterday. Well, I didn’t miss it. I wasn’t wondering where it was or who it was with or if it liked them better than me or if it was bringing cake home. I just never got around to it.
I’ve been writing these posts in the late afternoon or at night, and yesterday instead of writing I was making dinner for the family and for a couple of friends we were having over. Then, during the evening I was talking to friends and then something something something Hello 7 am!
So, no more posts on philosophical subjects. I’m back to intermittent posts about parenthood and some pictures and maybe even a product review or two.
NaBloPoMo didn’t make me want to write, really. Maybe it’s more motivating for other people, more writerly types. I just bore myself when I try to force material out the door.