Haven't written a thing in over 3 years, was sitting here drinking my coffee and watching my older dog hump the puppy we just adopted, and decided it may be time to do some humping myself. Literally.

And by that I mean literaturally. My coffee is too good to leave it for a sexual act.

I have priorities, people.

So I humped my way over to the computer and am now tip, tip typing in a stream of conscious manner.

I have been quietly following many of my favorite bloggers over the years, and while I greatly enjoyed their content, I have honestly been much more impressed by their consistency.  Both Celi from A Kitchen's Garden (https://thekitchensgarden.com) and Jaz at OctoberFarm ( http://octoberfarm.blogspot.com/) have worked tirelessly to provide me daily or almost daily glimpses into their lives.

The King of Consistency (acronym KOC- John, you are phoenetically most welcome), however, is John Gray (http://disasterfilm.blogspot.com/) . Daily, or sometimes twice daily, posts have faithfully appeared on my blogger list for as long as I have kept track.

As I let my writing muscle quietly wither and die John has created a virtual world describing life in his small village of Trelawnyd and it's quirky inhabitants in such detail that I can almost taste the Scotch eggs.

How does he do it? Why does he do it? Is it need, love, or willpower that drives this creativity? A combination of all?

I have seen other bloggers and media folks rise from obscurity to celebrity in the course of a few years, getting millions of followers on multiple platforms, and gaining wealth they never imagined. Their talent, combined with luck, business acumen and use of multiple platforms is the drive behind it.

This hasn't happened to John. He has a huge following to be sure, but given the enormous content he has produced, and the singular and compelling content of that content, I would have loved to see it translated to a book, television or even movie deal by now.

Obviously this type of fame is not the primary source of his drive, or he would have stopped posting by now.

The basic need to create for creativity's sake seems to be a gene that I am missing.