Back when I first started blogging, I would draft posts whenever they came to me, and publish them whenever I finished drafting. It didn’t matter if it was morning or evening, if I’d already posted that day, or if I hadn’t posted for weeks. As my awareness increased and my focus narrowed, this changed. I began drafting posts and scheduling them. I spaced them out so that there weren’t too many days in a row with posts, and made sure to alternate reviews and other kinds of posts. I chose to schedule for the mornings, which seemed the best time to reach my audience.
I think there are pros and cons to both of these methods, and I’m not here to advocate one or the other. For me, pre-scheduling quickly got out of control. Back then, I was reading so quickly that I had weeks of reviews lined up. By the time I posted about a book, I was no longer as excited as when I’d read it and drafted the review. Having a few days or even a week pre-scheduled was okay, but having months ahead lined up made me feel anxious and boxed in. It left no wiggle-room for meandering, spur-of-the-moment posts. And I like rambling!!
When I disappeared from the blog world and created my private book journal, I returned to my original way of posting. When I finished a book, I immediately posted a review – any time of day, with reviews coming as seldom or often as the books themselves. If I took a few days to review, I’d at least make a draft to coordinate with the date/time of finishing the book. That way, there was no delay between when I read something and when it was dated on the blog.
On reopening The Zen Leaf, my intentions were to find a comfortable middle ground. I could pre-schedule date-specific posts like Top Ten Tuesday. I’d pre-draft reviews and schedule them for the next available morning. On Sundays, I’d have a leisurely cup of coffee and write whatever came to mind. This worked well – until the move. Knowing I’d have little computer time in June/July, I pre-scheduled tons of posts, including Sunday Coffee posts. My reading levels doubled, as they often do in the summer, until mid-August, when I was startled by the realization that I’d fallen into some really bad habits again. I felt constrained by several weeks of pre-scheduled posts.
Time to dial it back a bit. Time to return to a more leisurely kind of blogging that doesn’t involve several dozen drafts lined up (maybe just a few!). Time to share my excitement about books while I’m still excited, and time to write about other stuff when that stuff occurs to me. Time to remember to give myself breathing room. Time to find balance between posting willy-nilly and boxing myself into a pre-scheduled timetable. Time to live in the moment, rather than the future.