Worst Blogger Ever

As planning begins for the next Blogathon here in Austin, Texas, I’m struck by the fact that my blogging has been so inconsistent. That being the case, I have to ask myself why I’d want to hold another BlogathonATX (Video compliments of Amanda Quraishi). I’m beyond thinking I’ll actually use that time “catch up” on my writing—it’s sort of like “finishing” my to-do list. Not gonna happen.

So what’s my rationale for organizing an event that revolves around writing, when I myself am not much of a writer? I think it’s because I so desperately want to be a writer. I  love the idea of writing and I’m an optimist. (That, and I believe in osmosis.)  My good friend, Tom Myer, will probably have a lot of unflattering things to say about this statement, and I eagerly await his reply.

In the meantime I’m sticking to my guns because the more writers I hang around, the more admiration/inspiration/guilt I feel, and that’s gotta be worth something, right?

Right?