BLOGMAS she thought as she scrolled through her feed, ‘vlogmas day 1’ was all she could see.

But the commitment might be too much she thought, for work was soon going to take off.

Maybe Ill just do as many as I can, im sure they will understand.

For she thought about writing each day and night, but her hands just couldn’t seem to type.

She got jealous of those who’s creativity just flowed.
For she lacked in the words that just spun round her head, instead she just crawled back into bed.

Ill write tomorrow she thought as she came up with ideas.

But another day passed and her thoughts disappeared.
You
For she got scared that she will never be up there, among the best who have so much glee and cheer.

Her laptop made her nervous as she tried to hide, but the keyboard was never quite out of sight.

Burried under her jumped she was trying to clean up, she finally admitted she cant give up.

Ive done too well this year to stop,
So on day 6 she started her first blogmas.

Blogmas to her as she spreads Christmas cheer, but not the traditional one she had once feared.

For writing is a something she loves, and the pressure sometimes can be a bit much.

With her head telling her no, but her fingers cant stop.
She sat down and she started her own individual blogmas.

For not all that she writes ever meets the blog.
But im hoping this one does.