The pressure of posting a blog every day during November is affecting my judgement. I’m busy during the day, so I spend evenings at the keyboard. Last night I was exhausted, but becauseI I had a simple idea to share, I thought I could post it before heading to bed. Within a few paragraphs, it was no longer a simple idea. It was a runaway train. Good heavens.
I wish I’d gone to bed and let the idea simmer a few more days. Ever feel the same way? After re-reading the post, I want to edit or delete it. It’s off the rails big time. Is deleting a post allowed during NaBloPoMo? A few facts should have been double-checked before sandblasting them into the granite wall of the Internet, but instead, I clicked “Publish” so I could go to bed. Late. As usual.
Previous posts have barely been noticed; certainly never shared. But this post… was shared. I can’t even get excited about that. Where’s a good hole to swallow me up when I need one? Maybe the shame of writing crappy posts will force me to get to bed early for the remainder of November. I’m going to bed NOW before I make things worse.