What I learnt after 7 days of blogging

It’s been a week since I first declared by daily blogging challenge. I never imagine I could write this much, one blog post a day, for 7 days straight. It’s been a tough week but I was having a lot of fun.

Here’s what I learnt:

  • Early morning from 5:30 am - 8 am is an extremely productive time.
    • Everyone is still sleeping. Everything is quiet, no emails, no notifications, nothing to interrupt me. Just me and my computer.
    • My mind gets more creative. I just need to sit down and ideas will pour into my fingers.
    • That’s 2.5 extra hours every day to do things I care about. Before this, I didn’t have this chunk of productive time because I usually woke up at 8 or 9 am.
  • By writing down my thought and sharing it everyday, I was forced to think clearer, sharpen my arguments and make them interesting. During the day, I also get to brainstorm a lot of ideas for my next blog post and those exciting thoughts bring joy to my face.
  • I overcame my fear of being criticised. When I’m about to publish a post, I would get insecure and afraid of many things:
    • What if nobody likes this topic?
    • What if my writing is too bad?
    • What if nobody cares?
    • Who am I to share these things?
    • But in the end, it doesn’t matter much. Somebody may find values in my posts. Even 10-20 readers are already good enough. It means I’m doing something useful.
  • By making a promise to show up every day, I have no excuse but to get up early and write. I used to think too much on a particular topic and it slowed me down. Now, since I only have 2.5 hours every day to write a post, I need to be concise and write as I talk. It’s like I’m having a conversation with my close friend.
  • Every day feels more meaningful as I’m able to express my voice and can add values to other people (hopefully).

Although there are many challenges in this journey, sometimes I don’t know what idea to write about, sometimes I get stuck on a paragraph for hours, sometimes I write too long and don’t have time for a workout, but in the end, I feel happy and I believe I’m doing the right thing for myself.

This could be my new chapter.

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