If I don’t start writing now, I may never write again. I just keep putting it off and putting it off. I’ve come to a decision: in an attempt to stymie this rampant and recurring case of transient writer’s block, I resolve to start writing more concise blog entries.

All too often, I find myself amassing a mammoth entry in my head only to never get around to actually writing it. Then, all that quality material – and it is quality – goes to waste. I’m not ruling out the occasional marathon entry, but they will be the exception more than the rule. This unfortunately means that I will be knocking the monthly Emily birthday catch-up entries on the head (boo!), but they will be replaced with much more frequent anecdote-style entries. You’ll probably end up with more photos and videos in the long run. So no complaining.

This is a milestone in my self-recognition. I can now add another item on to the list of things that I’m no good at. I don’t think I’m a bad writer, but I’ve sometimes got a bad work ethic. Since this blogging thing is supposed to be fun, I’m hoping this new approach will facilitate that enjoyment. That sounds very clinical.

This entry is already longer than I had anticipated. I do drone on, don’t I? Note to self: keep it simple, stupid.