And I thought that was a good idea, and that I could do it, and resolved to start yesterday for the month of October - and now it's 2 Oct... and I am already a failure.
1 minute into writing my 2nd 5 minute blog, which is actually my first, because I am a terrible person, I have finished explaining the 31 days of writing idea (which incidentally I found on The Harris Life blog) and have to think of something else to blog about.
The thing is, it's much easier to read other people's blogs than write my own. I marvel at others' honesty about writing about their lives, and personal stuff, and about how life is hard, really hard, and how they're still there and that there are good times in the hard times and that the good times are really good. And then I get to writing my own blog and I think - do I want people to know about me? To see me? To see all the things about me? Or shall I post another photo of the sky being pretty and hope that nobody asks?
Because there are only so many flying photos that this blog can handle.