November 1, 2010

NaBloPoMo: I am awesome at jumping on bandwagons

Lately, I've been having a problem.

I come to my little bloggy-blog, and I look it in the face, and I think, "Oh, Lord. There's so much blank whiteness! What am I going to write about? Nooooooooo..." And then I curl up into the fetal position and cry a little.

This is not to say I don't have ideas. In fact, I had about 12 ideas for posts while I was walking to my car after work on Friday. But when I got to my car and whipped out the Post-It function on my phone to record them? Wsshhhht -- gone.

Apparently, for me, blog post ideas are like dreams. Or the pain of childbirth (according to men). One moment they're there, crystalized, humming with perfection. The next, ooh shiny! I'm distracted by a squirrel and then poof! Into the ether. Sad face.

And, like everyone, I'm a busy gal. At the end of the day, I'm poopered. Unsurprisingly, vegging out after work (aka: staring blanking at mediocre television) often wins out over blogging (aka: staring blankly at the words "New Post" as I try in vain to remember the idea I had earlier that day).

So. Something clearly needs to change. And that something is this: NaBloPoMo.

It sort of sounds like something you'd find growing on your kidney, but no! It's National Blog Posting Month.

What this means: Every day in November (yes, even Saturdays and Sundays; they don't take kindly to cheaters over in NaBloVille), I will post something here. EVERY DAY. That's so many days! And, just given the laws of physics or relativity or gravity (I'm bad at science), some of those posts are BOUND to not suck.

And, to help me capture those fleeting, ephemeral ideas that hit me in the parking lot and right before I go to bed, I'm going to be carrying around this little gem, too:

(I've decided to name her Gertrude. Just don't tell T. She's actually his, and he frowns on the naming of inanimate objects. But the spirit of Gert cannot be contained.)


Gert is a voice recorder! Which means I'll either look completely crazy talking into this little handheld device, or people will think I'm a spy. I'm kind of OK with either.

What this means for you: Not only will I have more ideas to share with you, I also promise to share at least one of my sure-to-be-nonsensical-and-rambling messages to myself, word for word.

And so it begins. This is entry number one! This is totally easy!

Stay tuned for tomorrow's entry, in which I panic because really? Posting EVERY day? What was I thinking?!

6 backtalk:

Wendy said...

Yay! I'm doing it too!

Running Chatter said...

WOW! Good for you!!

You can count on me to pop in each of those THIRTY days to read what you have written.


wrestling kitties said...

I hear ya! I have tons of ideas in the car or right before bed for posts...I even "write them out" in my head. Then I get some place I can really write down the ideas or find paper and a pen and gone. Nothing. Not even a little nugget of what I had spent the last 20 minutes thinking about. WTF?!

I am excited to read your posts!

I am also excited you have Gertie...she sounds like she will be VERY helpful!

Ky • said...

I *love* that you're going to be carrying around Gert.

You're such a reporter. ;)

Trophy Life said...

YAY! and so funny. you need to have at least 1 post a week just about your friend, Gert!

Amanda said...

Hi there! Found you over at 36X37. I applaud you for posting everyday -- I can barely do it once a week. But, I am participating in NaNaWriMo, so I feel a little bit of your pain.

Also, I know about those lost ideas. You might be interested in my current post, "Stranded on the Island of Misfit Ideas."

Glad to find your blog~

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