This blog is embarrassing. I must put more time and effort into it for my own sake.
I want to develop my writing skills, expand my thinking, and educate myself further. Maybe, along the way, I can share an insightful tip or two; who knows? I'll be honest from the outset: The focus is on me, the writer, not you, the reader. Sorry if that sounds disrespectful. I hope that spending time developing my writing skills will eventually pay dividends for you, the reader. But that's for the future.
The plan
I have no real plan or intended outcome other than to challenge myself to get at least one written piece of work out a week. Why once a week? I don't want to overwhelm myself; I want it to be in my periphery throughout the week, something to work towards as I make time to read and consume others' content.
I try to develop processes, streamline, and improve my workflows. I'm sure I'll put some time into this as the weeks pass. But for now, I want to start. Procrastination is a good friend of mine; we spend plenty of time together, not moving forward. Sometimes, the development of processes or building out the ideal workflow is the problem, despite my friend Procrastination and I telling each other we're being productive.
So, instead of working out which wiring tools to use, develop a mindmap for post ideas or create a content calendar with a schedule for what to do and when. I won't do any of that today; I've just opened my Standard Notes app and started typing in Markdown.
These words are mine
I've been thinking about writing regularly for a while, and I've always found a reason to be too busy, just like I do with my gym membership, but that's possibly another post. So today, I set a line in the sand to challenge myself and develop my writing. So, the first thing I did? Open ChatGPT to start working on a writing structure and content plan, and I'm exactly where I don't want to be, chatting with Procrastination. So I shut the app down and promised myself that these words would be my own and there would be no ShitGPT here. Regardless of the outcome, I want to ensure my writing is mine.
I have no idea how this will play out. I'm not one for New Year's resolutions; I often wonder why you would wait for a specific moment in time to make a change. But here I am, not making a resolution—or at least, that's what I'm telling myself. I hope there will be at least 52 more posts here next year, and I also hope they will be more structured and less rambling.
Let's see what comes of it.