There’s a blog trend happening.
Lots of people are leaving, taking a break, or slowing down—some for personal reasons, some to write.
I thought, “Huh. That’s cool. They’re writing. I could write. I’m a writer. I write things.”
And they’re announcing it. Which is nice. Unlike me. With people emailing to ask where I am. And by “people”, I mean like two. Two people. Since I’m small potatoes in the stew of the blogosphere, most probably didn’t even notice.
I haven’t so much stopped as slowed my pace. I haven’t been able to manage a balance.
I’m still blogging a bit but have relaxed my posting, not participated in some of my regular writing challenges, not been as active in reading your blogs. (Apologies.)
See, I’m working on stuff. Secret stuff.
No, it’s not secret. I’m writing. I do that sometimes. And not just on my blog.
Also, I’m stressing about life and loving life. Dealing with responsibilities and enjoying summer sunsets.
It’s all good. Writing is a thing we writers do that makes us happy. Maybe “happy” is a strong word. How about “alive”.
I’m writing, gentle readers, and sharing it with the world.
You have been warned.
My Sunday thoughts in 200 words or less.
Have you taken a blogging break/slowed down or have you kept up your usual pace? Are you working on a writing project? (If you’ve managed to balance blogging and writing, please share in the comments. Inquiring minds want to know.)