I try to write something every day. Most of the time it just depends on how busy I am, but regardless of whether or not it actually happens, trying to write every day makes me notice things and think about things in unique ways.
In the summer, for example, even though I’m not working on school assignments, I generally spend all day working and most evenings with friends and family, so I just don’t have time.
There are other times when I just don’t have anything to say, but there’s usually a backlog of posts so I find something interesting and put that up.
Procrastination is a big motivator. Melancholy moods — perhaps that should be singular since such moods are almost always about the same thing — make for the worst posts, but sometimes I just need to get things off my chest.
Sometimes that’s not even an option.
I don’t even know what I’m talking about.