The madness is over. I no longer ‘have’ to write every day. I survived the journey through Lent. It was an interesting project but it didn’t go quite as I expected. I have to say that writing on command is hard. I found I had to prioritize. Time with my family and preparation for the work I do on Sundays had to come first. So the blog changed. More recipes. More frivolous posts and the occasional deep thoughts.
Along the way I discovered a few things about blogging and this new (for me) form of communication along the way. I thought I would share a few of my thoughts about the craziness we lived for 47 days.
- I write for a living. This doesn’t mean blogging I find it easy. The feeling and movement of the text is unique. It requires editing and should be concise. This can be a hard transition for a preacher who’s used to elaborate descriptions meant to draw the listener in.
- Writing something of value does not just happen. It requires time. Energy is involved. It’s very difficult to write constantly and it requires a great deal of planning and preparation. Organization became a necessity while writing continuously.
- It’s a habit now. Just last week I was looking forward to having a day off. I haven’t taken one yet. Writing is a habit. I think of ideas and jot them down. I have a time set aside in my schedule for writing. It’s crazy! I do intend to take a few days off in the coming weeks but it’s a routine now.
- In the future I will make sure any blog series I begin is manageable. Had I committed to one post a week over Lent or every couple of days it might not have been so bad. But when you’re planning for Sunday, managing the life of a tiny little man and finding very little time to write for pleasure it’s hard to balance everything. Many late nights were spent piecing everything together. Next time I’ll plan things a little better.
- In the end it was worth it. I developed my blogging style and began to discover the things I like to write about. I enjoy variety but will never stray far from my roots. In the end I’ll always be me and let’s face it, I’m a mother, a minister and I’ve got a desire to see good things happen (in faith and in food!).
Next year for Lent I might do something a little easier, like give up chocolate or become a vegan.