It’s been well over a week since the end of the A to Z Challenge. This was my second year doing it, and while this year I chose a theme — poetry — I ran into many of the same challenges as last year. I liked doing poetry to also honor National Poetry Month for the month of April. At times, some of the less common letters, like Q or X or Z makes me think extra creatively. But still, my main challenge remains the same: losing steam about half to three-quarters of the way through. I started out, like many, strong and amped. But as time went on, it became more of a struggle to post every day, and even more so, read others and comment each day. It is particularly hard when you work full time.
I have heard of others writing their entries prior to A to Z and then scheduling them. I have yet to encounter someone, personally, who does that though. It makes sense to do so, but I also feel like it is somewhat cheating too. While the rest of us procrastinators race against the clock, those over-achievers are just reading and commenting away.
That being said, I noticed a significant decrease in commenting and reading on all fronts this year. I regularly visited about three people, mostly caught up on the weekends. Choosing five bloggers to read and comment on religiously was hard for me to do, and so it turned into me following three. As for the interaction with those on my blog, I had several people who just “liked” my posts and while that indicates that they read it – it removes the general blogging engagement. What did you like about my piece — did you simply like that I wrote and completed it? Or did you like a certain line or imagery?
I still feel like I need to go back and read others that I fell behind on. It is likely I will try this challenge yet again next year –with all the hopes and plans of being better planned, more prepared. But I know me, and I know racing against the clock is more my style. It is a fun challenge to do, and if you have the time, to find new bloggers to read. What I like most about the challenge though, is that it holds me accountable — it gives me a deadline to write. And for me, with all the chaos of life and being someone who doesn’t always blog or write nearly as often as I should, having a deadline helps.
And so, I end you with this:
Once upon the challenge from A to Z,
where words and poems visit me.
For 26 days I write, write, and write,
chasing the clock before midnight.
A to M I cruise right through
But by N to Z, the alphabet grew.
I could barely write, let alone read
and my challenge was losing steam.
But I championed on until the end,
until A to Z visits me again.