A few days ago I checked my blog and was horrified to find that my last post was published back in January. It didn’t seem that long ago. Looking at my blog, what seemed like a home not long ago now looks like graveyard.
One thing that’s a constant on my to-do list is to write a blog post. It’s one thing I’ve not been able to cross off for some time now. It’s on my mind every day yet it’s the one thing that gets pushed to the bottom of the list. Below that would be editing. I haven’t touched my novel ‘Insomniac Foetus’ at all this year.
Is it me or am I the only person I know that cannot hold down an office job, friends, family, kids and juggle a few books at the same time? Add Twitter, Facebook and the anything else you can think of to that. It seems I can only do one thing at a time. What is that? I’m temping so it’s not even full-time – I do get days off. I don’t have kids and still I cannot get my butt into normal human gear. Was I a slug in my other life and didn’t ‘transform’ properly? It sure feels like it. I move slower. I think slower. Everything is in slow motion.
Looking around me, I wonder, what does these people take that I’m not taking? What is it that they do that I’m not doing? Why is it that my first thought in the morning and constant thought throughout the day is ‘I want to sleep’.
I’ve decided to post shorter blog posts hoping that it would encourage me to post more. More than once every two months! The fact that you can read this will mark this a big achievement already.