All Time-Low

I knew Sunday was a rough day. It started out well-enough: a good seven hours of rest and made it to church a little earlier than usual. The sermon run-through went fine, and the rest of the preparations went well. But then the pre-service announcements came. I bumbled through them, tried to thank some VBS volunteers and forgot four people’s names. Totally blank. Thankfully, they are all good-humored people, and apart from some teasing about senior-moments after the service, no harm was done.

The rest of the day went well-enough, but I was still flustered by forgetting people’s names earlier. Bible study was interesting. We got sidetracked with a discussion of depression and mental illness. I gave them some good theology, but also gave some personal, weird-o opinions. I made sure they knew which was which. Late service went better. I avoided naming names and forgetting them, keeping the thank-you’s in the announcements general. We received three members via transfer at that service.

The rough morning turned into a beautiful afternoon and evening. Got some writing done on my current WIP.

This morning I checked my blog stats. Yesterday I received the least number of hits this blog has ever had. Sigh. Apparently not from lack of posting, either; I met my posting goal last week.

My new tech blog got no visits. Sigh.

I’m reading a book by Anne Lamott on writing called Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life. It’s quite funny and inspiring, though her neuroticism gets old toward the end. She harps on the need to write for its own sake, litteratura gratia litteratuae. Writing with a view toward publication is hopeless, as publication doesn’t mean as much as you the new writer wants it to mean. She says it hardly ever leads to fame and money, and never solves any problems you had before.

So it is with the blog(s). I write them because I enjoy it. Hope you do too.

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