The main reason I started blogging was to form a writing habit. Ok, done.
And of course I feel lucky to have come to know some truly wonderful people.
But when I start asking deeper questions of why I continue to blog, well the answers don’t come all that easily. As is evident by my periodic and sometimes lengthy absences, over the years I’ve had my ups and downs with blogging. But I think this time it’s different.
I am currently doing my best to write, write and write some more, so that one day perhaps I can call myself a writer with a capital W. Or even better yet, an author. So with that in mind, I feel that it is less important for me to maintain an ‘online presence’ in this form. I think it’s much more important to focus as much energy as I can on my actual writing.
The way I currently blog is costing me much more than it should. It takes too much of my time and effort to write quality posts, take my own photos, comment, and do all the other things that go into keeping a blog healthy. I no longer think the end justifies the means.
I accepted a long time ago that I don’t have a blog theme, but I recently realised that I am also blogging without intent. I have no real purpose here, and that just feels wrong.
So what does this mean? Well I haven’t figured that out yet. I’m not sure whether I’ll take a break or just change the way I blog. Time will tell, and I’m just going to trust my feelings and follow my instincts. If I do end up disappearing for a while and you’d like to say hello I can often be found on twitter or instagram. That’s one nice thing about the world – wherever we may be, we’re never too far away.