A year ago today I gave myself a challenge: make at least one post to Irreal every day for a year. Yesterday’s post successfully completed that challenge. It was harder than I thought.
The experience has given me a new respect for those bloggers who post every day or even several times a day. It’s easy to be blasé about it until you try it yourself. It’s not the writing that’s hard; that’s the easy part. Rather, finding something semi-interesting to say every day can be intimidatingly hard. I don’t, in fact, find something worth writing about every day—I have no idea how people like Sacha Chua and John Gruber do it—but I try to keep a queue of about 5 posts available for those inevitable days when inspiration doesn’t strike. Some days inspiration is banging on the door and screaming at me to let it in. On those days I can write two or more posts, thereby keeping a comfortable safety margin in the queue.
Will I keep it up? Probably. It’s become pretty much a routine by now. I won’t stress about filling every single day but my intention is that Irreal will seem pretty much the way it has for the last year.