My challenge is over (unless something Earth-shattering happens to stop me pressing ‘Publish’ on this). Seven posts for seven days and all I can say is Kudos to the people that do this all the time!
Were any lessons learnt?
Yes, don’t accept any more challenges from the toilet roll people who live in your kitchen.
Also, it IS possible to motivate myself to write, even when the muse is not right in my face or shouting down my ear. There appears to be more wordy stuff in my head than I had imagined.
The time I spend writing doesn’t feel like wasted time, or squandered time, or time I could have spend being more productive. It feels like time spent taking care of my mind and doing something positive.
Worth considering doing again?
Yes.
The Errant Moon 
It’s amazing how quickly I have come to expect a post per day. Listen to the whisperings of the toilet roll people. Not the whisperings about killing all humans, the ones about challenging yourself to write a blog post every day for the remainder of 2020. I’m only thinking of your self-care.
Well done getting to the end! I think writing daily is much harder than what would be expected but good for the old brains if you can get into the habit. The comedian Richard herring has been doing a daily online blog since 2002 and has never missed a day. He puts us all to shame
I’m pretty sure the club of people shamed by Richard Herring is vast and eclectic, but you might be right about the writing thing…
It’s amazing how quickly I have come to expect a post per day. Listen to the whisperings of the toilet roll people. Not the whisperings about killing all humans, the ones about challenging yourself to write a blog post every day for the remainder of 2020. I’m only thinking of your self-care.
My kitchen friends whisper about loads of things, the trick seems to be decoding their musings into socially acceptable actions. For example I will NOT be running a naked marathon in my garden or paint balling with the local squirrels. I suspect they are trying to distract me from allowing them to be torn apart by an adorable puppy looking for treats…I don’t blame them, I’m just not going to be listening to them.
Aw, shucks. Blushes charmingly. A daily blog takes more time that I am willing to admit to myself. It’s almost a part-time job. And that’s just writing, not all the promotion everyone says I should be doing.
Wait. I didn’t meant to say that.
Keep going with it. Piece of cake. No problem.
Hmmmm, there’s cake you say?