So, I have this blog I’ve been working on now for a couple of months and it’s just not panning out the way I want it to. I think it’s good, interesting content, but it’s just not writing the way I want it to–I have plenty written and it seems cohesive enough, but there’s something very much missing… not enough connective tissue, not enough soul… not enough something.
I logged on this morning to just say something, anything, because I haven’t posted in a bit, and I saw that blog sitting there. I spent another 45 minutes working on it, thinking maybe since more time had passed, it would be easier to shape it up and get it where it needs to be.
I can’t tell you how many of these half-melded blogs I have taunting me from my “drafts” folder, some that eventually become something and some that I virtually forget about altogether until I eventually I go through all these half-finished musings, trying to see if any of them are salvageable.
I guess this is a part of the process–there are some ideas/thoughts that can be expressed so effortlessly, and there are some that take so much time, thought, writing, and rewriting before they see the light of day. I wonder sometimes how obvious it is to the reader–can you tell when I’ve particularly struggled with a posting, when I’ve gone through multiple rewrites or drafts? Oddly, I always find that these are the ones that feel a bit “flatter,” but that could also be because I feel flattened by them–they definitely put me through the ringer before allowing me to write them.
I don’t know how terribly interesting this is to read about, but I was just looking at the many half-baked ideas and epiphanies, patiently waiting their turn to be completed, and it makes me realize a) how often I actually do try to produce meaningful content, b) how little of what I actually try to create ends up meeting your eyes. It kind of made me appreciate the process a bit more and I thought you all would be happy to know that when I go dormant, it’s not because I’m not writing, as much as it’s I’m not writing things terribly worth reading. See, reader? I’ve got your back, after all…
Anyone out there have a similar issue with their creative stuffs? Any suggestions for how to work through it to salvage whatever it is you’re trying to create?
Heard this band in a café when I was out in San Fran. Been especially smitten with this track..