For One Day

With people dropping like flies in the blogosphere and a struggle to bring steam to the ol' blogtrain myself it brings forth questions; but not the initial question I first thought of-

Why do I blog?

As that one has many answers. I blog to find community. I blog to feel justified in my feelings, thoughts and actions. I blog to write, to clarify and to entertain. I blog because sometimes I don't even know what I'm feeling before the words come out. I blog because there are some stories that are too good to keep to yourself. I blog to come to terms with my past. I blog to help gain hope and perspective for the future. I blog because I have read stories with tears in my eyes due to laughter and deep sadness. I blog because I have found people that I consider friends. I blog because it makes me feel like a writer. I blog because it makes sense.

And yet despite all this it is still a struggle. It could be the sunshine and the warmer weather, but I have troubles sitting down and getting the words out. The keyboard is not my friend. I always feel behind in commenting on other people's blogs. The person who laughs last at the joke. The person who goes too long between posts to not lose readers. The person who isn't as funny or as clever as the profile write up would imply. The person that dreads coming up with new post ideas.

An so instead I posed a new question to myself:

What if you became a writer for a day?

No site meter. No blog surfing....just....a writer. Someone with no focal point of entertainment. No justification through comments. A writer who writes what they want with no deadline. No formatting. Someone who doesn't bedazzle a story with clip art. Raw. Uncensored. Not trying to find the funny in the mundane. Not trying to find the summary of the lesson. Not aiming to please. Just me. Just writing.

I like this idea. I think it's time to introduce writer Meghan to this blog. Hope you like her.
If not, that's okay too.