Something Is Missing!

I haven't blogged since Saturday night.  There's nothing particularly amazing or strange about that in my ordinary world.  Until now.  Now is different.  I blogged every single day for the 28 days of February as part of #28daysofwriting.  28 minutes every day.  It feels weird not to have written so far this week.  Like there's something missing.  It's interesting how quickly something becomes a habit.  Blogging became a habit during those 28 days and now at Day 3 post-February, I miss it.  I was tempted to sign up for the next installment of #28days but decided that if it truly was a writing habit then I shouldn't need the hashtag pushing me along.

The beauty of being a part of a writing initiative like that was that I was accountable.  I signed up.  Put my name down.  That means something.  Knowing that I had to write motivated me.  I didn't want to 'fail'.  The perfectionist in me needed to have 28 posts in the 28 days.  But now what?  Something is missing.  

My need to write is bone-deep.  It always has been, and writing this blog was its impetus for coming back to the surface.   The need to let words spill from my fingertips.  So now I write out of the love for it.  The hashtag is still there.  I am tempted to write for both the love and for the hashtag but I will see how this new habit goes.  I'll let it settle and see what comes of it.