By Deb Rox
I'm all for commitments and daily practice. It's the best way to get things done and to center our attention. No arguments there. But I'm also all for breaking commitments. Life happens. Things change. Hedonists revert to our true nature despite best intentions. Reality interupts fantasy. Commmitments imply that we can see into the future and control it with our will, and life always straightens us out on that one. Women flock to commitments like money rolls toward the gas station. Our culture trained us to behave this way with good attendance certificates.
So it's halfway through November, and therefore halfway through NaBloPoMo, the brainchild of Blogher contributing editor Eden Kennedy. An alternative to National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo, naturally), National Blog Posting Month challenges participating bloggers to complete one post a day for thirty days. I have no idea how many people remain in the running, but it's safe to say that of those left posting, some are finding material in those who are always underfoot - their pets.
Normally there are several of the artists/crafters who choose to participate in NaNoWriMo. Not me, but others. Now there is NaBloPoMo. Is anyone considering signing up for this one? Yeah, I'm considering it. I'm a little freaked about writing a quality post every day for a month. Let's face it, many of my posts? That quality is missing. So let's get started thinking about good possible topics: