I was a brand new blogger when I signed up for my first NaBloPoMo in 2014. I thought the challenge to extract something interesting out of every single November day might be fun.
It was fun. And it felt good to succeed.
Well done good and faithful blogger.
My daughter cringed. She said real bloggers don’t participate in things like daily prompts and NaBloPoMos. By real bloggers I assume she meant bloggers like Ann Voskamp and Glennon Doyle Melton.
I’m not a real blogger. I’m a real person who likes to blog.
So I signed on again in November 2015. My self-imposed assignment was to look at life through 1 inch frames.
Every day.
For 30 days.
Some of it was drivel, I confess, but again I met the challenge.
Success.
This year I thought NaBloPoMo would be a breeze since I wasn’t hosting my large family for Thanksgiving dinner as I had the previous two years.
So, again, I signed up.
I was clipping right along.
And then on Saturday, November 19 at 10 pm I had nothing to say.
I had been running on 5 hours of sleep/night for several weeks and I was profoundly tired. Profoundly tired.
Come on rally, I thought, you still have 2 hours.
But I couldn’t, I wouldn’t.
I thought about looking for something interesting to re-blog. But my fried brain started to whine and my fatigued eyes kept slamming shut.
I thought about re-posting one of my old posts. But whenever I scan old posts I can never find a good one.
I wanted to earn that swig of Gatorade. I wanted to give myself a last-day-of-the-month high-five. I wanted to, once again, be a NaBloPoMo success story. 3 for 3.
I ALWAYS rally. ALWAYS.
But that fateful and exhausted night I made the decision to be the boss of my blog and just let it slide.
And slide it did.
It slid for two more days down that slippery slope.
And once you’ve murdered one three day block, it’s easy to kill again.
I failed to post six times in all during NabloPoMo 2016.
And it feels like success.
Success because my affection for you, my dear blogging friends, won out over my desire for perfect attendance.
I spared you an excess of drivel and that feels right.
I can high-five that.
Makes me feel like a real blogger.
So long November.
Hi Julie!
It doesn’t mean you’re a failure at all. I think it is a great accomplishment that you stuck with it 2 years in a row! That’s impressive! Only missing 6 days out of 30?!?! That’s impressive too and far from a failure.
Life happens and things get hectic. You can always pick up right where you left off!
❤ Alana
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Thanks Alana.
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I count that as a success. Some days I cheated and re-blogged something. And that’s okay, too. 🙂
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Okay, what is NabloPomo? Anyway, I relate. I too faded from the scene. Your daughter’s funny. I don’t count Daily Prompts as my posts either. But I love your come back. “I’m a real person who likes to blog.” That was great!
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Hi Barbara. NaBloPoMo stands for National Blog Posting Month. You sign up and aim to post everyday in November. I’d tell you more but those who organize it changed the format this year, which I haven’t yet figured out.
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Now, that’s something I would not dare participate in. Good for you that you made it that far. Thanks. I thought it was something I should have known. I’m glad it wasn’t.
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I somehow successfully did a NoNaBloPoMo, having not done any blogging since mid-October. Ah, I really needed a blogging hiatus apparently! 😉
Hope your season is bright!
S~
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“NoNaBloPoMo” I like that. I think I’ll sign up for that one next year. Hope your season is bright, too!
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