My ninth Slice of Life Challenge has come and gone. Just like that, another year down. As I sit here in paradise (more on that in next week’s slice), I am filled with gratitude for the TWT community who put so much time and effort into the challenge each year and for the SOL community whose comments fuel me as a writer.
This year, I began the challenge with excitement and energy, but that excitement quickly waned and I found myself in a bit of a writing slump. Looking back, I think that part of that was that no one I knew in real life joined me on the challenge this year. Shags usually writes, having joined me a few years after I started the challenge, but this year she bowed out, having too much going on to manage the commitment to writing daily. After sharing about the challenge incessantly at school, there’s always one or two people I can convince to write; I am always energized by these new-to-the-challenge writers that I can chat about how the SOL challenge is going for them. This year, no one at school joined the challenge. The final shock came when Elsie, who I don’t know in real life but feel like I do, whose been writing alongside me in the challenge since I began (we started the same year) revealed she wouldn’t be writing this year either.
After the initial slump, I found a groove and the writing came easier (most of the time, that is). My slices were a bit all over the place this year and seemed to be so random, whereas I feel that normally they take on a bit of a theme. This year’s slices included narrative, essay-ish writing, poetry, and photographs. I wrote on a variety of topics, such as travel, reading, the gym, friendship, reflections in general and those from forms (TBAs, Currently, Hello there, Today I…), life abroad, and school.
Sometimes I was proud of my writing, other times I was doing well just to get words on a page. In any event, the SOL challenge serves as a one-month peek into my life, and for that, I’m grateful. Looking back on my slices year on year, I enjoy reliving the memories, laughing at long forgotten stories, and seeing just how far I’ve come in life and as a writer.
Reading and commenting on other slicers’ posts is what this challenge is all about, and this year I’ve been fortunate to deepen my bond with past slicers and make new ones with new slicers. Thank you to all of you who took the time to read and comment on my slices. The comments mean more than you know. 🙂
Here’s to trying to slice on Tuesdays…one down, 51 to go!