30 days ago I made a conscious decision to commit to a challenge I did not imagine would make me feel this proud of myself as I click on ‘Older Posts’. I wanted to see if I still got it, you know. To appease the gods of consistency.
Little did I know, I had to pull in extra shifts to get it done.
Yes, it was a trap.
A trap we all need when we are in limbo and struggling to come out of a creative funk. A trap we all need to cover the echo chambers of our blogs with stories untold. A trap we all need to amplify the emerging voices within us. A trap we all need, period.
All this made possible by you.
I’m not privy to the targets you had set for yourselves, but from where I sit, this was a huge success. To get even one person to commit to your own terms and follow the prompts every waking day is no mean feat. Congratulations!
Blogtober and Blogmas have been around (none of which I’ve taken part in) but I highly doubt anyone follows prompts during the challenge. The more reason I give huge props to the participants for pulling this off.
My only proposal for the next challenge (see you next June?) is to spread out the topics as much as possible. Sometimes the topic ideas felt redundant.
I speak for everyone when I say day 10 was out to finish our resolve. Save for the few who buckled up and published something. Good for the challenge, but a deal breaker for the overstretched mind.
Thank you for challenging us to write better than we had started.
Thank you for prompts that sparked ideas beyond our imagination.
Thank you for always sharing our work to the larger audience.
Thank you for overseeing my personal bests.
Thank you for creating such an amazing platform for bloggers in Africa.
I will definitely see you around.
This is just the beginning.