Focus · 30 August 2025
I have been so focused on writing books lately that my blogging is suffering.
Okay, suffering is too strong a word. How far down can you really go from mediocre? Especially, if that is really what you are trying to achieve? Especially, if you are just trying to become good enough to be MediocreMan? Sheesh. So maybe my blogging is not suffering, it is just languishing.
I used to have ideas all the time for what I would write on my blog, but now the ideas seem to be fewer and farther between. I have written stories about my family, but the kids are mostly grown and we are all pretty boring anyway. (Okay. I am just speaking for myself.) I have written stories about my wife, but I keep messing those up, and now need written permission in triplicate to publish anything. (Shh. I am not seeking permission for that one line.) I have written stories about writing, but blogging about blogging or writing about writing seems superfluous. There are already too many people doing those things and I am no expert anyway.
So the well has run dry. So to speak.
I suppose that I could listen to those around me, and blog about teaching and coaching. The problem with that is that I am by no means an expert and am not prepared to interview enough experts to keep that up for more than a few weeks. I suppose I could actually write serial fiction, but that seems like too much stress and angst, and I am not ready for the kind of commitment necessary to keep a story flowing week after week. I suppose I could write about writing and blogging, but like I already said, there are too many people out there doing that already. We do not need another blogger blogging about blogging. Sheesh.
Actually, the most logical thing for me to do is to quit it. Quit blogging altogether. I think it is a simple solution for all involved. I could stop worrying about striving to become mediocre. I could stop worrying about what I am going to write each week. I could even stop thinking about my quality suffering. Which is what started this whole post in the first place.
But then again, I like blogging. I like the idea of putting a finished product out there each week for all to see. I like having a large body of work to point to when people ask me what I have done lately. Sure, my writing may be suspect. Maybe even mediocre. Or at least approaching that level. But it is writing. And it is what I am supposed to be doing. Not just because I am striving to become a mediocre man (and writer), but because I believe I am called to write.
I was going to talk about my other writing here. In fact, this whole post was supposed to be a promotion of what I have been writing in terms of larger projects. But alas. I have gone down the rabbit hole and have not found the way out. Ah well. Such is the way of best intentions.
When it comes right down to it, maybe my blogging is not suffering because of my focus on other writing. Maybe I just need to focus on writing. Period. Any kind of writing.
© 2025 Michael T. Miyoshi
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