Well, this will be the last post tagged “NaBloPoMo” for a while—seeing as how I can haz fail at National Blog Posting Month. “Missed it by that much,” in the words of Agent 86. I set an alarm and everything—but at seven minutes past midnight the other night, I looked at the clock and went ungh.

Well, “dat smells stinkowiff” as Jar-Jar Binks would say. After my initial galling distaste for failure, I told myself, “I have a good excuse—I was so intent on working on the novel that I lost track of the time.” That’s a good-looking excuse. But the truth is, I heard the alarm. I could have just come and posted anything…even, “Can’t post now, too busy writing.” But I didn’t want to at the moment. My excuse for that? I want to post quality content to my blog every time, not filler. That’s a pretty excuse, too.

But I’ve been thinking about it.

What’s at the heart of the matter?

The real truth is, if I’d wanted it badly enough, I would have succeeded. I would have fit it in, and created a brief, quality post. But I didn’t; because posting every day for a month was never my intention.

I went into NaBloPoMo with one goal in mind: “I want to use this as a way to get back in the habit of blogging regularly.”

Wow. I made my goal.

The subconscious is spookier than any ghost story. I’ve read that it’s “power without direction.” It carries out what we ask of it—whether we want it to or not. My inner drive heard, “Blog regularly,” and that’s what I got.

That makes me take a look at what else is important to me. Do I have a definite goal written out, so that my powerful subconscious knows what to do? Do I have a definite completion date written so my inner drive knows when it needs to wrap things up?

If I don’t, you had better believe I’m going to do that now.

Because VICTORY tastes a heck of a lot better than FAIL.

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