365

What is there about doing something for a year?
Blog each day and at the end of a year earn a badge—not the kind you pin to a lapel, but one that appears on your blog.

A blatant announcement.

I did it.
I blogged everyday for a year.

But what to write?
"I ate frozen yogurt for the fourth time this week."
"My toothbrush's bristles sag."
"Aunt Zeporah knits long johns."

Is it possible?
Are there bloggers out there who write words, sentences, even paragraphs of worthwhile prose every day? Maybe so.
Does the blogger —the Don Quixote of erstwhile experiences negotiate through perils, wondering if today writer's block will stymie the daily pursuit?

Each 365 represents a challenge.
Post a photo a day for a year.
Write a poem a day for a year.
Does anyone cheat and use previously written poems?
Raise the bar.
Write a sestina one day, a villanelle the next and so on through the myriad forms and then recycle through them again.

Don't forget the Chinese jue ju — only four lines
of five or seven syllables each.
Don't tell a story, create a mood.

I don't know but I expect that there may be 365 forms.

I found a site that lists an astronomy fact for each day. Sometimes it's enough to stare at the stars.

Until I went to the southwest I never stood in awe of the sky. A New England sky, cramped and proper, meanders around fir trees. I couldn't see where it touched down to the earth.

Standing in the desert I watched the sky surround me --an immense shade of cerulean blue and at night darkness as a backdrop for the stars.

A portrait photographer in New York City posted a portrait every day.

I love this: 365 Days Of Trash. “One man's attempt to throw nothing "away" for a year... and beyond.”

He writes, “The idea for this project came about six months ago as I was throwing something away in the garbage. It occurred to me that I was doing nothing more than that. I was making it go away, not dealing with it, not accounting for it, simply removing it from my sight.”

Other bloggers picked up the gauntlet.

In 2006 a cheese aficionado ran a cheese course for a year.

Day 146: “Trentingrana is cousin to Parmigiano Reggiano and Grana Padano, a hard grateable cow's milk cheese from Italy…”

Someone in Budapest posts a daily photo of “… the typographical diversity of Budapest’s street numbers.”

365—It’s ...mundane.

Instead I shall read the 100 Favorite Mysteries of the 20th Century—selected by The Independent Mystery Booksellers Association.

Yes, I'll read them alphabetically.

First, The Tiger in the Smoke by Margery Allingham.

I wonder if the Independent Mystery Writers created a badge for completion —or intends to...