
Over the last few days I’ve had an idea of what I was going to write as much as a day ahead I enjoyed being in that position. Why can’t I be like that all the time?
Those last three or four posts were focussed on a particular topic, I was able to plot, to a limited degree what I was going to write. was that because I was focused on one topic?
The thing about this blog, is that I could potentially write about anything that takes my interest I very rarely know what I am going to write. Sometimes. Something I see or read will spark a post. It is a complete lack of planning.
Back in the covid days, I had and outline. One photography, another the waterfront, another a review of the weeks writings. And occasionally, I have looked at the list on occasion, but it is in the 2020 diary. I’ll copy it in to the journal, my hand writing book which I occasionally write in pen, because I feel like it.
Perhaps I need to spend a bit of time thinking ahead.