I Must Keep Posting

It's been almost three months of daily blogging here, and I've only now hit a bit of a struggle point, just because things got a bit busy this month - I had to travel, which took some time away from me (but did allow me to watch Zootopia 2 - it was okay), and I've gotten behind on some other tasks. Nevertheless, I continue to blog. I will not be stopped. I will simply write something more inane if I must.

A photo of a sketchbook with a drawing in it, and a hand holding a pencil.

And the thing is, with the pressure of increased time constraints, or lessened attention that I can give to my gorgeous blog, it still feels relaxed. I'm used to a certain amount of eyes on my posts elsewhere, so this blog retains that beautiful small, isolated feeling even if it gets an increase in readership, and I feel monumentally relaxed. You know, I can make five thousand posts about my Pluribus grievances and basically no-one's going to unleash their rage in the comments. Partly because (I assume!) the readers of this blog are here because they already like me. This is not a place that invites and entices the unfamiliar - you basically have to be lead here, Pied Piper style.

A drawing of an alien.

They should add a riddle mechanic for accessing blogs, just to make it a really secretive thing. Only those who are prepared to venture within the DIGITAL LABYRINTH may enter. Wow. Perhaps we (those of us who are Blogger enthusiasts) would enjoy that even more.

A sunny, grassy space with some trees.
Beautiful photo from my cousin.

It's nice to deal with the problem of time getting away from you in this super freeform way. Because usually, I try to approach my blog posts here with a sort-of magazine-y, or YouTube-light sensibility. What will be an interesting title or topic? What can I talk about that has an intriguing hook? But then, I can always fall back on the more diaristic ideas, or just post some drawings and talk about them. And it feels nice to drop back onto that kind of post, like it's a big cushion waiting for me.

A half-finished drawing of a girl and a dog walking among flowers.

This blog has the endless appeal of coming up with topics of interest, as YouTube does, but without the same importance looming over those choices. Here, I am totally free. And so, catching up with posts that I need to write feels freeing. The fact that Blogger is not popular, relatively speaking, is its own wonderful gift. There is a unique sense of connection in the small and intimate. And I guess that's one reason I consider it imperative to keep posting every day.

A drawing of a hand, flopping over forwards at the wrist.
Another powerful drawing of a hand.

I could, and maybe will, at some point drop down to a less frequent posting schedule - a few times a week maybe, who knows - but for now, I remain committed. I must keep posting.

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