It is a good morning for blogging with the rain coming down. I am less likely to think of charging outside to change the world. I think maybe changing the world from my couch is totally possible.
Though it is not like winter when the couch calls the heaviest and I might think of the blog all day long instead of for a precious hour. Summer is loaded with distractions. This and that need attending to. Annuals grow to eight feet tall. The Californians venture into the Northwest looking for adventure or enlightenment and clog up the 4-way-stop in the center of town. It’s a mess.
So writing a blog can seem simple compared to the summertime complexities out there in the world. We just had blogpost number 2000 on The Fourth of July with the post Holy Schmoly. Yea, who would have thought? So, I thought that I would just talk/write about blogging today just to celebrate.
Basically I think, from the readers side of things, encountering a post should be akin to a goldfinch sighting. The sighting is short in time with a max of 500 words and shorter preferably. No one has time. And it should be noticeable with a consistent look and style. The pic is an important part of that. And not too many pics, quality over quantity here. The goldfinch, at least the male, is bright yellow and has a particular flight path and way as it flits from plant to plant. And the male and female seem to always be close together in proximity but the male you see first. So, the whole package is distinctive. The blog and the pair of birds may move through different territories but the basic look and feel are the same.
It really helps that the trilogy of my three main topics are so mysterious and thus so open ended. Cancer, Catholicism and the Camino are each a ever expanding world. No shortage of questions or areas to work on.
What else is there? I just pick one small thing to work on each day. No need to reinvent the wheel daily. Just wrap around one thing.
Joy and celebration are important. Support and buoying up are important. Consistency is important. Always keep it coming. Posts vary in quality from day to day but that is the price of the practice of producing it on a regular basis. Readers look forward to it to be there every day like the old newspaper at the front door.
See, 443 words right now. Maybe one more item. It seems to take a lot of coffee to blog, that’s important and I almost forgot.
Time to walk and I think that the rain has calmed down out there. And here we are back in the saddle after the big Fourth weekend.
All those kinds of loves, Felipé.