Writing for one-hundred days has been both life-changing and in many ways eye-opening. Giving myself only about thirty minutes before midnight helped me realize what ideas matter most to me. The time crunch helped me become more disciplined, creative, and it’s forced me to gush out whatever is truly on my mind. In a way, it’s been a blessing and a curse. It’s been one-hundred days of publicly sharing progress, but it’s also been one-hundred days of failure, and fighting. And lots of coffee.
My Favorite Posts
It’d be a crime to not mention the post on metal music. It was a blast doing the research for this post and it’s been my most popular by far. What’s ironic is that I was extremely nervous to publish this one. I was still new to blogging, and I wasn’t comfortable with writing yet. (Heck, I’m still not.) Nevertheless, it deserves a mention.
My second favorite might be “Identity”, but mainly because I managed to figure in the Hello Kitty drummer guy.
Overall, my favorite posts were the random yet meaningful ones. I’ve found that I write best when I’m not really worried about how it turns out. The posts when I would sit at a blank screen for (what seemed like) forever, then finally I would say “Screw it!”, and write whatever was on my mind.
That happened with this one, this one, this one - well, most of them actually.
The Most Difficult Posts
There’s one day in particular that was my worst nightmare. There’s been a few rough days, but nothing was worse than “the day”. (Oh yes, there’s “a day”.) It was a cursed day, mind you, because I was convinced I was dying. I was very sick that day, but it was actually because of stress - the more I thought about it the worse I felt. It was terrible. Somehow, I thought it would be a good idea to go to dinner with my grandma to get my mind off things. It didn’t help. (Looking back, it was actually kind of funny.) I went home that night, and went straight to bed even though it was only 7:00 in the afternoon. I came very close to quitting, for a moment I told myself I was going to. But thankfully, I’m stubborn.
There was also the time I had to re-write my entire blog post in 15 minutes. I had spent some time writing (it was already late), and I accidentally clicked the “refresh” button. Poof. It was all gone, so I had to do it all over. That was a stressful night, I listened to a lot of Creed before bed. I’m not joking.
There’s been some other rough days, sometimes I was sick, other days I had writer’s block. Then again, one of the greatest lessons I’ve learned in the past one-hundred days has been turning my failures into successes. It’s an important life lesson to learn, so I’m thankful for even the difficult days.
At this point, I’ve learned to enjoy writing so much that I can’t imagine stopping anytime soon. Here’s to more days to come!
(I’m not stopping unless something crazy happens - which I'm sure I'll write about if it does.)