Arise, bloggers! Today is November 1st, a day to let the shackles and chains of blogging protocol slip off and fall loose around our ankles! It’s time to celebrate the discordant cacophony of voices in our heads by spilling them willy-nilly across the printed page. It’s time to give our inner editor the month off, and, for once, embrace quantity over quality. It’s the first day of NaBloPoMo!
National Blog Posting Month is the slacker spin-off of the more ambitious National Novel Writing Month. The only goal: post something, anything, on your blog every single day for the month of November. That’s it.
‘Anything?’ you ask.
‘A copy of the heartbreaking and painfully private break-up letter my boyfriend sent me?’
‘An angry diatribe about people who leave their shopping carts rolling haphazardly around in the parking lot instead of putting them away in the cart corral?’
Get it off your chest!
‘Links to YouTube videos featuring people playing the nose flute?’
‘Pictures of some moldy leftovers that ate their way through a Tupperware container and are now attempting to escape the refrigerator?’
Gross, but okay.
‘An exhaustive, categorized list of things I want for Christmas, cross-referenced through Amazon.com and subsidiary vendors?’
Absolutely. In fact, I recommend it.
Oh, and did I mention there are prizes? Prizes, people!
Doesn’t it sound fun? Don’t you want to join the mad rush to the keyboard?
Okay, maybe not. But the least you can do is help me get through it. I have thirty days of posts to fill here, friends. I need material! If you have a question you’d like me to answer, a topic you think I should explore, or any other kind of blogging assignment for me, please leave it in the comments! I may not get to all of them, but you can believe that when my brain runs dry (I’m guessing that will take about four days), I’ll be turning to you for inspiration.
Last year, I made it to November 25th. That fateful night, I missed the midnight deadline by twenty minutes. Twenty minutes! Five days before the end! No T-shirt for me. It still chafes. This year, I am determined to make it, no matter what sort of mental goulash I have to post! Are you with me?
Here we go…