Where do you find the time?
by Steve
I worry about blogging about blogging. I fear that the blog might collapse in itself, unable to stand the introspection and navel-gazing. And then I realise that blogging is all about the navel-gazing, and there’s a whole swathe of blogs that do nothing but talk about blogging.
Hmm. So, on with the post. And I really don’t understand why I’m rambling and procrastinating as my problem is…I just don’t have enough time to write and to blog. Don’t worry readers, this isn’t some bizarre farewell, or unnecessary moan (hopefully not, anyway, but it is Monday…) but I thought it was something worth addressing, as I’m sure it is something that affects many of us from time to time.
In that ideal world we all dream of, I’d have hours to while away, honing sentences, crafting punctuation and creating works of literary art. I love the Oscar Wilde quote, “I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again.” Oh, to have the luxury of that time!
It’s not that I lack ideas, either (‘then why the tired post about lacking time to blog?’ I hear you cry!). I know I’m really lucky in that sense, in that I’ve yet to suffer from any sort of real writer’s block. In the shower, on my commute, at my desk at work, here, there and everywhere, more often than not I’m mulling over ideas for blog posts, or stories or other things I might write. But where to find the time to actually research and then write the bloomin’ things?
Work is a necessary evil. Home life is lovely, really lovely, but awfully busy. Do I lack the discipline and organisation to find the time to write? Or should I scale back outside commitments? Then again, if you should ‘write what you know’, then you should probably get your share of living in, right?
And when I do cram in some writing time, do I give it enough attention? Blogging makes it easy, nay irresistible, to just throw something together and throw it out there. I might snatch a few minutes at the start or end of the working day, or during my lunch hour, or when I get a sit-down of an evening. But do I really give my best? Is there enough quality control? (‘No!’ cries the last exasperated reader left). If I had more time, would I have cut down on the questions in this post?
What do you reckon? How do you find the time to write?
Wait until next year 
Writing what you know is not just about living but about what you think about the living, I reckon. Which is why we’re all perfect for writing about our own lives as we all have unique perspectives on existence. We’re not all going to be explorers or mountain climbers (do such people blog much, not sure they do, except to post short bulletins like ‘Conquered Everest again today. Ate a power bar and hoped frostbite wasn’t too bad.’). And the blog about blogging shows us readers that you were thinking of us, in a way. How about that Liverpool result anyway? Played awful yet got the points. Now there’s a welcome change.
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I think the key is in writing from your own experiences, rather than from what you think people want to hear, or what you think will make you a more popular blogger. I think some form of sincerity, and dare I say it, ‘soul’ is what I look for in blogs, and I suppose all writing.
As for Sunday’s game, it makes a change to play a team with worse finishing and poorer luck than us, and about time! I think whatever Liverpool are paying Pepe Reina isn’t enough, and whatever Everton are paying Yobo is too much. Onwards and upwards!
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