It is almost a full year since I've put together a blog post. A year! I knew I'd been slacking but I had no idea how long I'd left it abandoned.
I've been thinking about this blogging thing and whether or not I want to keep going with it. Obviously, all signs seem to point to "no" here if the year-long hiatus is any kind of indicator ... but I'm not entirely ready to give it up yet. I still think it's a great medium ... it gives you way more space to offer up your point of view on something, and you can attach as many pictures of Chris Evans and Chris Pine as you like ... but more importantly I think it gives readers a chance to get to know you better.
Not that I have readers.
I was perusing through Veronica Roth's blog a couple of days ago and it's interesting to watch her go from unpublished author who's a little scared of getting rejected by an agent ... to mega-author, all in just a few short years.
It was fun to read her early posts and watch her as she goes on her journey. Reading that blog and watching her get her first deal, and her first ARCs, and all her other firsts, made me wonder why I left my blog in the first place. And then I remembered that I put a lot of pressure on myself to want it to be perfect.
At the end of the day, it's supposed to be a journal .. and I shouldn't have to wait until I'm published, or I have some kind of crazy blog schedule worked out. It should just be here ready for me to blog whenever I'm ready to say whatever it is I want it to say at that particular moment in time.
And right now all I want to say is that I think I'm ready to start again.