So, after spending a day contemplating the notion that the whole “new year” thing is a silly made up concept, I decided to embrace it.
Time ticks away at the same rate, regardless of how we measure the time. How we measure time has no bearing on time passing. Days flow as they do. The calendar dates are meaningless.
Still, we humans love a second chance, don’t we?
We love a chance to start over. New year? I’m going to change everything! This year is going to be great!!
I spent a day rejecting this notion. What’s the point of fooling myself?
Then today, I decided perhaps a fresh start is what I need.
I’m not going to get all crazy or anything. I’m still not making resolutions. It’s more like a few changes.
Randy has been nagging me now, literally for years, to start an editorial calendar. When I tell you guys I fly by the seat of my pants, I’m not joking. I have no plans for this blog. I never know what I’m going to write about. Sometimes, my head gets so backed up that I can write 4 or 5 posts in a day or two and am set for a while. Then, I publish those posts and am left with the certainty that I’ve finally dried up. I have nothing left. Nothing makes me feel worse than searching my brain for something to write and all I can see is a sooty, empty attic.
If I kept an editorial calendar, that would help me organize. Keep me on track. Give me a chance to do something like a fully functioning grown up.
So, I started reading this article on creating an editorial calendar for a blog. The first sentence talked about the importance of keeping a calendar so that you deliver regular but varied content that is relevant to the needs of your audience.
The needs of my audience?
This isn’t that kind of blog.
Who needs to read about the shit I write about? I’m not offering suggestions to propel you forward in life. I’m not giving instruction on how to improve yourself or your surroundings. I don’t even have any good recipes.
I also have a hard time reading articles where the first sentence talks about delivering varied but regular content that is relevant to the needs of my audience. Seriously, typing that twice nearly made me cry. I want to read shit that makes me laugh. I didn’t finish the article. I read that sentence and decided to write a post instead. I’ll forward the article to Randy, he loves to read that shit. He reads marketing books. For fun. We are so much alike in so many ways, but when we are different, we are very different. He also likes yogurt. But I guess if he wants to eat Satan’s butt paste, that is up to him.
I guess an editorial calendar would do me good. Maybe, I’m too hard on myself. I mean, if y’all wanted to read instructional blog posts or serious dissertations on heavy or complex subjects you’d be reading Buzzfeed or Cracked and not my blog.
I can only offer my observations. Sometimes my fucked up conversations with Randy. And sometimes my darkest fears and pain. Well, or at least as dark as I’m willing to go. I’m not really sure what lies at the bottom of that well. I don’t think I want to know. The rest of the time, I just try to be funny.
All I know for sure, is that I’m glad you guys are here and want you all to know how much I appreciate your support and your kind words. I’ll keep going, whether I organize or not.
Oh, and remember, when I said I was considering writing some sponsored posts? Well, I actually got a client. I’ll be writing that post in a few weeks. So, I guess I didn’t scare all the potential clients away.
Wish me luck.