ON NOT BLOGGING
I am pretty sure that hardly anyone purposely visits my little blog anymore. A lot of the bloggers who used to come here have packed up their own blogs and disappeared, and those who are left have no reason to come here anymore, seen as how I don't post anymore. So here's a post for anyone who pops by, because I feel I owe the blogosphere that at least.
After five years, I seem to have run out of things to say. Nothing sparks that thing off in my brain to make me want to blog anymore. I can read a newspaper, watch the news, observe the ebb and flow of life, and I just don't get that need to record my thoughts anymore.
I can do a Twitter. But Twittering is taking a quick snapshot of life, requiring nothing more than an ability to record a passing thought or action. Blogging requires a lot more of you and I don't have that to give since the kids came.
Also, I don't know quite who I am at the moment. I seem to have assumed the role of someone who is a parent, but I don't know who that someone is. I have thought that I could change the content of the blog from topical to personal. The intense waves of emotion that keep crashing into you post-adoption are something worthy of record. It is unlike any other experience to be had. But this blog doesn't feel very anonymous anymore and I feel it wouldn't be fair on the children somehow.
So, what to do. I don't know. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this blog saved my sanity when I went through a bleak time and over the years I have been introduced to some great people and have learnt a lot. I love my little blog. But, clearly, I'm not blogging anymore.
I am working on a website where I'm putting up some of my creative writing, and if I ever get that in good enough shape, I'll let you know.
Other than that, I suspect that the rest is silence.
14 comments:
"Other than that, I suspect that the rest is silence" ... well silence is golden after all.
I get you on bloggerFeed.
Now that you are 'a family' there is less time for faffing about politics etc.
Sorry to be reading all the recent news about how cold you North Hemisphere people are - down here it is now Autumn and we have 30 degrees Celsius which is far too hot.
Bless you and yours
All the best and good luck with the parenting - a mighty task which is a bit of a life-changer.
I think you got a good deal, two kids for the blog! I'll miss your blog but I'm really pleased at what you've done, I think it's fabulous and those two kids are very lucky.
Maybe you'll post occasionally, just don't feel you have to, and if you don't may you have a great time with your two little ones.
Love and best wishes, Tony.
I have an idea, just occasionally leave an open thread and let your commenters take care of the writing.
Nothing To Be Said by Philip Larkin
For nations vague as weed,
For nomads among stones,
Small-statured cross-faced tribes
And cobble-close families
In mill-towns on dark mornings
Life is slow dying.
So are their separate ways
Of building, benediction,
Measuring love and money
Ways of slow dying.
The day spent hunting pig
Or holding a garden-party,
Hours giving evidence
Or birth, advance
On death equally slowly.
And saying so to some
Means nothing; others it leaves
Nothing to be said.
Ah, that's a shame. But I can appreciate you're a tiny bit busier than before :-)
I'm subscribed to the RSS feed, though, so rare blogging is just fine with me - it'll pop up in Google Reader, and I'll be happy if/when it does.
I've felt very similarly and have enjoyed a year away from the blog and while I've had a recent relapse I can't see the need to get back to more regular posting, at least for the foreseeable.
So, so long from one of your lurkers.
All the best! I haven't always agreed with your views; but I shall miss reading them.
From the west side of the Pond it's been great peeking in on your views. Thanks. But just because some of us out here don't watch attentively doesn't mean that when we do come around, we don't read every word you've written in the interim. Alas, I doubt you'll be dissuaded, which is too bad. I'll miss Scribbles.
:(
I'll miss you.
well, I just ran across your blog through random google searches, but I did read this last entry and felt the need to wish you the best in your path to self discovery --
"Also, I don't know quite who I am at the moment"
because I sympathize with this sentiment more than I should admit.
How's it going, Scribbles ? Hard work, isn't it - probably even more so with adoption.
And you said you'd run out of things to say. Seems to me you've got plenty.
Thank you for all your lovely comments
xxxxx
Post a Comment