The Speckled Trout is a year old this month, and this is post #305. Sheesh, that’s a lot of writing. When I first started, it would take me days to finish one post. I’d work on it, delete half of it, rewrite it, post it, take it down, put it back up, find a typo, fix it, put it back up. I wonder if the five people who were reading it back then were like, “What the hell??? I was just in the middle of reading something and now it’s gone.”
Thankfully, writing nearly every day has improved my ability to clearly get my thoughts down and it doesn’t take as long as it used to. However……….since about December it has been a real struggle to maintain five days a week of posting, and I’ll be my own critic here and say that I don’t love what I’m putting out lately. That takes time to formulate and I’ve got other things competing with that at the moment.
Rather than hold myself to the rigorous schedule I started, I am going to cut back on the posting so I’m doing it 2 – 3 times a week. I spend my days writing in my head, and tend to fly up the stairs to get it written down because I’m so excited when it comes together. Dork alert……a good sentence makes me crazy happy. Instead of flying up the stairs lately, it’s been more of a trudge and that makes for forced writing, not good writing. I have some longer pieces I’ve been kicking around, so I will see you here sometime next week with a return of my mojo.
HE has nothing to do with the above, but I’m thinking he might be the cure for my self-diagnosed Seasonal Affective Disorder, even though a certain Ellen friend always claims to have dibs on him………….
