NaBloPoMo has begun. That’s National Blog Post Month, a spin-off from NaNoWriMo, National Book Writing Month. Why November? Don’t know. What does it mean? Blogging every day. Since I haven’t even blogged weekly for more than a year – and what a year – that’s a challenge.
But I want to get back to the blog here; use this as a way to move forward with this piece of writing (essay or book?) about the personal, political and social roots of shame re: body size. Working title has been “De-constructing Shame: It is Not Too Late”. Musings (to borrow a word from my blogging friend Em-i-lis) of a 60+ woman of size who believes that shedding shame is essential to enjoying the remainder of my life.
Don’t even know if I have a word count goal for these daily posts; just being sure to do them is challenge enough. So, when I click ‘Publish’, I shall have made a public commitment, not just to blog, but to move forward with this writing, processing, de-constructing and re-constructing project. Here goes…
PS: Backyard maple tree is vibrating-ly aglow with late afternoon sun on the golden leaves. Against a crisp blue evening sky. Omen-esque.