Remember me? Yes I was the one who was blogging then abruptly stopped.
It was summer. We were busy with (very) occasional sunshine, holidays, children whooping it up (usually in opposite directions).
Plus there are some other reasons.
I have this sort of thing which is like a variation on post-traumatic stress. I don't want to write about it, certainly not here (which is my happy place), but it rears its ugly head every now and then and my life shrinks down to the very basics. Blogging is not a basic. And so I disappeared for a while, and climbed back up from the blip, and now I'm back again.
Also, I started blogging because, in my naivety, I thought it might be a route to getting my writing back up to scratch and getting published. Writing is embedded in my heart. I have to do it. And I also want to be read and paid for it. But in the blogging world I'm learning that that ship has passed. When the blogosphere was less crowded you really could get noticed this way, but now there are thousands upon thousands of blogs. Being so late to the party, I don't think it's going to pluck me from obscurity.
So when I stopped blogging, I found it hard to find the motivation again that sent me here, to my little obscure corner of blogland. I'm not naive enough any more.
I've decided to blow a raspberry at that original motivation. I just like writing. I hope you read it but it's got to be about the journey, the process of writing, rather than the end of getting published. Just because dreams don't usually come true, it doesn't mean you should stop dreaming.
So I've returned. Hello again. And it's an apt time, because September is known as the return month, the time the summer's frivolity is left behind and routines are returned to. I know winter comes at the end of the year but I think summer is the true end. Once that peak has been reached, we're all ready to turn the page and settle back into the earth.
I really, really love autumn. You're going to be hearing a lot about it on here soon!
Thanks for having me. x