Whatever. I can't seem find the best words to begin. Probably because I'm not in the shower, which somehow transforms me into a philosophical and literary phenom. I try to remember my brilliant phrasing and write it down as soon as I can reach pen and paper with a dry hand but usually only end up with a few words scrawled before every thought escapes me.
A few nights ago I was trying to understand why I wasn't writing anymore. Could I blame my anti-Facebook movement? Did I feel I lost my audience? Did I ever have an audience? At some point (while loofah-ing?) I decided it was due to my perfectionist tendencies but all I was able to write down was, "convincing a perfectionist that it's all just a rough draft".
While writing I re-read, edit, re-word, re-edit then repeat repeatedly. It is very time-consuming and I am rarely truly satisfied with the outcome. I must remember that blogging is not akin to an article or study published in a professional journal. It's the internet. Just like the song that regularly plays at work (and has earned a spot on my Playlist in My Personal Hell, "Have you read my blog today, 300 million little USA's". Now I can't think because it's re-playing in my head.
Soon after I began using my DSLR camera I discovered the trend of 365 and 52 projects, where you take one photo a day or per week. The variation and personalizing of these projects is endless. I have never participated because I had my own almost daily rhythm of photography that I was satisfied with. Well, now I am not satisfied with my paltry rhythm and after finding this particular photo-a-day challenge while reading this blog I decided to try it. I began today and will do my best to flex my creative muscle daily.