This is how it happens, really. I build the new blog, make a few posts over a few days… then get busy, fall off the wagon… and finally stare at the most recent entry starting to gather dust and think… sooooo. What to write about.

The truth is, I talk all day along.
Seriously, all day.
Instant messages.
Basecamp entries.
Emails.
Skype chats.
Skype voice.
Phone calls.
iChat conferences.
Authoring documents.
Twittering (some).

And that’s just work related. Sure, I design too – and I build. But the halcyon days that I can just slip purely into a creation role and ignore most communication are few and far between. More often, my creative work is dotted with various forms of communication all throughout it. And that’s not to say that I’m antisocial; it isn’t that I dislike talking to people. Rather, it’s this: at the end of the work day, I have made so much chatter that I’m often compelled to just be quiet. Even I get tired of listening to me some days.

You might have noticed – that being compelled to be quiet… and being compelled to blog… are in direct opposition to one another. The crosswinds are enough to create bizarre doldrums filled with ‘draft’ posts in various stages of completion, from a single sentence that didn’t go anywhere to three paragraphs that you just can’t seem to end properly.

No, it’s not really a tragedy that I have trouble staying committed to blogging – but it does annoy me enough to ponder it.

And who knows. One day when I am wildly successful at happily publishing daily, I may delete this post. For now… my commitment to publishing will have to be satisfied by me saying… I’m going to have to get better at this publishing thing.

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