It’s kind of ironic running a blogging tips linky when you’ve lost your blogging mojo.
It’s not that I haven’t anything to write about, I have lots of ideas sparked from wine soaked conversations with other mum friends, to random chat with the husband, to trips out. I have wonderful days out ready to share, new products aplenty, thousands of photographs and I may even be dabbling in a bit of YouTube. I have the ideas, just not the impetus.
And to be quite frank, I don’t have the words.
Words that are the cornerstone of the blogging world, eloquent sentences that are a joy to read, that trip off the tongue, that spill from my head. Words that just aren’t there, that are forced out, written and deleted, written again, deleted again.
I think the events of the past few months are catching up with us all and it’s manifesting in more ways than one. Crabby, cranky children craving routine. Stressed out Mummy and Daddy longing to give the routine, to settle, to get back into a groove. Theoretically homeless with all our worldly possessions sat in storage at Southampton docks. Theoretically unemployed waiting for documents to be stamped, to be green lighted.
All up in the air.
It’s strange being a grown up back in my childhood bedroom, complete with husband and two children. With all the paraphernalia that comes with us all spilling out across the house. It’s cluttered, my mind is cluttered, and the words are gone before I have a chance to grab hold of them and write them down.
Lost in the vacuum of my mind, stored deep in the long term memory vault, you know where Joy and Sadness got lost on Inside Out, pushed away with children tantrums, bedtime battles and silly bickering with the husband.
The words are gone in the grind of daily life and my blogging mojo is lost.
But it won’t be forever and I know it will come back soon, that blogging is an addiction that I won’t break.
I’m trying not to obsessively click on my stats, to compare myself to other bloggers who seem to have no problem writing seventeen eloquent posts a week, to remember when (the BiBs Best Writer winner no less) despaired asking me how I wrote so often.
Which made me think how did I write so often? And more to the point why did I?
I wrote from the heart, I brain dumped, I typed and I hit publish. At times my spelling may have been a bit auto correct-fail and my grammar could do with some work, but I wrote as I spoke; long winded rambling honesty with jokes that make me laugh even if they don’t make others laugh (looking at you there Husband dearest). I wrote because I love it, because I like recording memories down and because, at the end of the day, rambling or not I think I’m fairly good at getting my point across.
I didn’t over think every word as I’m doing now.
I didn’t obsess over SEO ready titles and special key words.
I wrote, I added pretty pictures, I published.
I poured a little bit of me into every single blog post.
So while I may have lost my blogging mojo as we prepare for another monumental life changing event to happen, I class it as a good thing. It’s made me go back to basics, to remember why I blog, who I blog for and to remember that it is all about putting a little piece of me into every post, because without a little piece of me in my posts they’d be just another set of words on the screen. And by reminding myself of this every time I set finger to keyboard I am slowly regaining my mojo…