101 and still going on

Yesterday I posted my 100th blog entry. I decided when I started this that I'd post every day on the grounds that - well, not really anything except it seemed a good idea, a bit like writing a diary almost. Not that I've ever managed to keep a diary going for anything beyond three days, which might have sounded a small alarm bell.

Posting every day has caused many moments of panic when my mind is completely blank and the whole business of writing a blog seems designed by the evil imps of publishing to add another layer of guilt and stress onto a writer. The prospect of an empty page is an ongoing issue for a novelist, the empty blog only adds to it.

But here I am, still posting into the ether. It's been great getting comments back and knowing that there are people out there reading my blog. I believe blogs like mine are called vanilla blogs, being just plain old text and without anything fancy. One day I'll learn how to do links to other blogs and persuade them to link back. One day I'll learn how to stick up photos. One day...but until then I'll carry on posting every day and hope the content adds a bit of interest to boring old vanilla.