A month ago I read an article on a friend’s blog (here, in Romanian) in which he was saying he wrote daily on his blog for the last 3 years. And he started from a post I’ve written 4 years ago on my Romanian blog.
And I remembered that I loved writing on the blog. Until I didn’t. The reasons are different and unimportant right now.
Anyway, last month I had an epiphany. I remembered I loved writing and I remembered having fun writing. So I decided to start writing again. This time, though, in English. I wanted to improve my English and blogging seemed as good a way to improve as any.
Still, it’s not the first time I thought of writing again. I’ve always found reasons not to, though: it takes a lot of time, I don’t have what to write, should I write long or short articles? The reasons not to do it are so many, I will stop here.
And then, I just started to write. I wrote one day, the second day, then I decided to write daily for a month. And that was a month ago. Now I want to write daily for another month. And so on.
It wasn’t easy. Finding time was the most difficult of all. Especially finding an hour or so, as it took me initially. Then I decided on 30 minutes. If an article is not ready in 30 minutes, I publish it as it is.
Then finding a subject to write about. This had become easier now, since I know I will write articles on the blog and, actually, I had plenty of ideas, I just forget them easily. So I write them down (I send myself an email, most of the times). And it’s easier.
Finally, the 30 minutes are almost up (I still need to find a photo for the article). I am just glad I’ve been able to find 30 minutes to write every day. Now I need to find an hour to do some sports :)