There was a time when I was a machine when it came to blogging. I didn't miss a day, no matter what, and that felt good.
Of course, I can't claim that everything I wrote—or even most things—were great reads, but there was something to be said, in those good old days, for regularity. There's still something to be said, I think.
But regularity is only part of the equation. Consistency only counts in this game if you're consistently interesting. And many weeks, that's the part I struggle with. I've been blogging since 1999, but I've never had as tough a time finding the voice of a blog as I have here. Some posts—the honest, heart on the sleeve ones—have touched the people who come here, while others have fallen flat. But I don't have that many things to open up about. And that leaves me with the task of discovering what this space should focus on.
Comics and movies and culture, the way Geek Force Five did?
Stories and storytelling, the things I get paid to talk about during my day job?
Or something else entirely?
The truth of the matter is that, while I have been finding things to talk about when time is plentiful, there are going to be more days like this one, where there is no time, than days like the ones gone by. Such is the life of a guy who works two jobs. It's a life I've chosen, for very good reasons, but it's a life that demands laser focus during my down time.
So, for now, I'll follow the advice of an animated blue fish and just keep swimming. But soon, I have to find my heading, fix my rudder, and start driving toward a point. Toward the point.