Do you ever get blogging fatigue? Obviously, I am addressing the bloggers reading this, the audience of this blog is mostly bloggers. Three years on, I will now sometimes admit that I blog, more often I explain away some of the opportunities that we get via this blog as ‘reviews’ a sort of catch-all phrase, wave my hand and move the conversation on. Avoiding directing people to my URL. What if they read it? and my cover is blown. They discover this is the self-indulgent ramblings of ME! Other bloggers, they get that, so that’s ok.
In the last while, I’ve felt a bit fed up with blogging. A bit uninspired. Maybe it’s broken blog fail (yes, I’ve still not fixed it). Possibly, I’m still settling in to my self-hosted home and I don’t like the decor as much as the old space (must get round to sorting that out).
Perhaps it’s the time of year. I like to nail Christmas early. Have it all sorted before the shopping frenzy really kicks in. It takes time and something else has to give. My blogging rhythm slipped and fell by the wayside a week or so ago and hence, I haven’t been here. It bothered me, I felt a pressure to post something and then I thought WHY? So I didn’t. Of course, it doesn’t actually matter.
If I am honest, when I moved all the posts over to here, I felt proud of them. Most of them I really like. Little seedlings on a sunny window that I’ve grown and nurtured, my words. I love my blog.
Blogging fatigue? or just that it didn’t fit in with life for a bit? This morning I am back in my favorite cafe, taking time to write and it’s brilliant. Really nice. The odd thing is, once I’m here at the key board, I don’t know why I wasn’t here before.