As a person, I'm either really into something or I'm really not. Pretty sure that is evident with the fact that I go a few months where I blog religiously about all and sundry then suddenly, posts are far, few and between as inspiration runs dry. Like right now. Ahem.
Some days, I feel like it'd be nice to bid adieu. Over three years, I've had a fab run and an amazing audience. I don't want to push it. Witnessing a blogger continue to blog once the desire and the spark has gone isn't pretty. Insert saying about dead horses and flogging here. Do not put me down for that, ploise.
Other days, I feel incredibly sad at the mere thought of no longer being a blogger. I'll skip the part where I wax lyrical about this being my home away from home and oh my god community and brain dumpage and cyber hugs, but in all seriousness, blogging has been this 'safe' hobby for me for these past three years. Where would I be without a blog? Where shall I go? What shall I do? If you get all Rhett Butler on me right now, I'll kick you in the shins!
These past 12 months, we have seen the Australian blogging community EXPLODE with new blogs, fresh faces, and unbound enthusiasm. I feel a bit green eyed. And much like an old mate, looking on and wistfully remembering back the days where I thought "Oh I MUST blog that" about ... well, pretty much everything. How did that bursting-at-the-seam, holy shitballs excitement get away from me? Will it ever return?
The fact that I can't bring myself to let go of this space though tells me that perhaps my days of oversharing on the internet is not done and dusted. Right now though, it's probably going to continue being quiet-ish here. I'm sure the black dog is playing a lead role in this, but I'm just not seeing much joy in blogging the shit out of the mundane. You'll see me pop up again though. Like a bad smell, I will be lingering.
Nice, huh?
x
These past 12 months, we have seen the Australian blogging community EXPLODE with new blogs, fresh faces, and unbound enthusiasm. I feel a bit green eyed. And much like an old mate, looking on and wistfully remembering back the days where I thought "Oh I MUST blog that" about ... well, pretty much everything. How did that bursting-at-the-seam, holy shitballs excitement get away from me? Will it ever return?
The fact that I can't bring myself to let go of this space though tells me that perhaps my days of oversharing on the internet is not done and dusted. Right now though, it's probably going to continue being quiet-ish here. I'm sure the black dog is playing a lead role in this, but I'm just not seeing much joy in blogging the shit out of the mundane. You'll see me pop up again though. Like a bad smell, I will be lingering.
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Nice, huh?
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