There a lot of people whose work becomes more presentable if they have finished it with a deadline in mind.
I am not one of those people.
I wrote twenty six posts for the April challenge. It is the first time I participated in a blogging challenge. But as soon as the challenge was over, I felt I had exhausted my thinking ability. I realized some of the posts were quite meaningless, written only to fulfill the obligation to the letter with which the title began. Most of the posts were written in under five minutes and I did not tax my mind too much. As with all posts of mine (random and well thought out), I did not edit or proofread it. Which brought me to this question once the challenge was over – why did I really start blogging?
I started it to write down my thoughts when I had some, which was rare. My brain is forever on vacation and on rare days, it dusts off its spectacles and lights a little cigarette and when that happens, you can (figuratively) see a light bulb glow above my head. That’s when I write. But during the blogging challenge, I felt I was churning out posts for the sake of churning it out. Milking my brain; disturbing it while it vacationed on sandy beaches with a colorful drink with a little umbrella on top.
What was the point? Not a lot of those poems would have a lesson or a thought. And some titles were just there to fill in the letter. Zenith would’ve made more sense to people had I titled it something like “The Big-O”. And what in God’s name does “Voyages that have stories to tell” mean? People tell stories about voyages. Voyages do not tell stories about people. But nevertheless, people liked that one, I think. So it’s okay, I guess.
No! it’s not okay. A certain degree of integrity got compromised in putting those titles that were “plugged in” where they don’t belong. Correctly.
It is great for those who make blogging challenges work for them. But to keep my name up there every day isn’t why I blog. So that’s gonna be the last blogging challenge in which I am gonna participate.