November is a hard month for me, usually. I think it’s because it’s one of those months where the days are dark and gray, and the weather is usually rainy and cold, and there’s not much in the way of holidays or anything to keep me from… well, starting to hibernate, I guess.
Except for NaBloPoMo. Which is short for “National Blog Posting Month”, which is an offshoot of NaNoWriMo or “National Novel Writing Month”. I’m not inspired or organized enough to try to write a novel in a month, but participating in NaBloPoMo and pledging to try to write one blog post per day this month is something I can do.
I did it last year, and perhaps I tried to do it other years as well. I can’t remember. But last year, it was good for me for a couple of reasons. It breathed some life into my blog when it needed it, and forced me to flex my posting muscles a little more than I normally do. And outside of that, it kind of shakes me out of the funk I get into in November. And even if that means just a little more creativity or a little more energy is expended, or I feel a little bit more motivation to do things, then it’s not a wasted effort.
A challenge was put forth in my favourite group in Ravelry — LSG, or Lazy, Stupid, and Godless — to step up and try to meet the NaBloPoMo challenge, and I decided to give it a go. Strength (and motivation) in numbers and all that. It also gives me a group of other people’s blogs to read, which I have been looking for for some time. My reading list is getting a little stale as fewer of my usual bloggers are posting these days, so it’s time to see what else the internets have to offer.
And so that is what I shall do.
Sadly, though, what I post about is not terribly interesting or exciting, and so I fear my fellow LSG members who follow me here are going to be terribly bored — and for that, LSG Tweasels, I apologize. I do appreciate their visits this month nonetheless. Already I’ve had visits from the lovely Lisa at Lisa and Robb, who blogs close to home as I do but with more bees and chickens, and from the brilliant and insightful IsobelDeBrujah who has more sociopolitical awareness about life in the US than most people hope to have.
But although my blog is about more mundane matters than many, I find inspiration in reading what others are writing. I find it motivates me in any number of ways. To find new things to write about. To be more socially aware. To reexamine my role as mom, wife, friend, member of the community. To be more crafty. To exercise. To work on improving my health. To learn to crochet. To take better pictures. To be a better writer.
So although it is a writing exercise, NaBloPoMo is for me a lot more. This is why it is a good thing to participate in — it can be rejuvenating.
Have no fear, friends who have been visiting here for years now. I will still be posting pictures of That Girl on the weekend (and, as they are password protected, new LSG readers can either skip ’em or PM me in Rav for the password.) I will be as lacking in focus and parenting skill and domestic capability as ever I was. And I am still going to post about a lot of daily minutiae and random nothingness. BECAUSE I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVE THAT.
So, yeah. 99% inspiration, 1% perspiration. I talk a good game, but I’m still probably going to be writing the same nonsense as always. Only it’s November, so you get to see it EVERY SINGLE STINKING DAY.
Aren’t you lucky.