I've hit the hard part of this 30 day challenge... on day two... I have nothing to say.
I'm still wondering how I'm supposed to write for 30 minutes when I have no words to put on this paper. I'm doing what you think writers would do in this moment and I'm looking around trying to find something that speaks to me... and it's not working. I've also spent 12 hours in the car today, so that might be why inspiration is running a little low.
A lot of people don't really understand how hard it is to write, whether in a notebook or for the world to see. It's weird putting your thoughts on paper because it makes them real - concrete. I know I try to forget that I think certain thoughts or feel certain feelings but when you write them down, it's like they're there forever and you can't shake it. But sometimes that's a good thing.
I've always believed writing brings people together for that reason - you realize that you're not alone. Someone else probably totally understands writing about not knowing what to write about. It's really neat how it connects people from all over the place. It makes the world seem a lot smaller.
I hope this pathetic excuse of a blog post counts.. because I've been sitting here for 30 minutes.
Until tomorrow - hopefully I have more to say,