Well, I got a surprise this afternoon.
I typed in my URL, hoping to make some long overdue changes to this blog and, who knows, maybe even write a new post.
“Error! sehood.com has recently expired!” said the stark red message that popped up in place of my welcome page.
I might have panicked a little.
It was my own fault, of course. I hadn’t posted anything since March of last year. Months went by and I never looked at this blog. I even stopped checking the email account associated with the site. I didn’t quite forget that I owned it. I just . . . didn’t quite care.
Writing has always been hard for me, but I didn’t truly understand the struggle until a year ago when I landed a full-time job and met my best friend. Both events happened quite by accident and, in some small way, completely changed my life.
For the first time, I was working consistent hours, and lots of them. I was earning consistent money, and lots of it. I was actually enjoying the job. And when I wasn’t working, I was spending time with someone, and enjoying that, too. It was as if a whole new world had picked me up and dragged me into it and, suddenly, writing wasn’t all that important anymore.
Except, I wanted it to be important. I love my life now . . . 2016 showed me that writing isn’t the only thing I care about . . . but, without writing, some part of me still feels incomplete.
It’s a new year. I don’t have any big goals for 2017 . . . no plans to finish a novel or become a professional freelancer. Real writers learn to balance their writing with their day jobs and personal lives. My goal is to do that. To write every day, to make the time, even if it’s only for a few minutes.
And I’m going to start blogging again. It may only be an piece of flash fiction one week, a journal entry the next. But I’m going to do it. I don’t want to go for months without writing. I don’t want to let this site expire at the end of this year.
I want to be a writer, not just at heart but in practice.