I’ve been a blogging slacker for a while now. I’ve cut back in my contributions to other sites, I’m not posting very often here at all, I’ve even cut back on the blogs I read.

There’s a bunch of reasons for my recent blog aversion. Mostly I’ve been trying to focus on work/art. I’ve been trying to take more time to do things I want to do as opposed to things I feel I have to do. Lately blogging has started to feel less like one of the things I love (and I do still love it down there somewhere) but more like something I’m required to do. I used to write because I wanted to and I’d like to get that feeling back again.

I’m on week five of the Artist’s Way now. I’ve been committing more to it than I ever expected. I’ve been very dedicated to writing in my journal (just about) every day. I’m sure that this is another big reason why I’m not blogging so much. Every morning I’m pouring myself into my journal. Some of it is pretty deep and difficult stuff. A lot of it is pretty inane and boring. None of it is stuff I’m ready to share with the world. I may never be ready for that.

I’m also starting to feel that my blog is (or maybe blogging in general) is narcissistic. I’m not discussing hard hitting topics, or politics, or ethical dilemmas (nor do I want to because frankly there’s enough people out there telling you how to think about the world). But I guess I’m feeling that if I don’t have something in the way of useful information to post, I shouldn’t be posting at all.

I originally started my blog to communicate with friends and family at home. That morphed into reaching out to other expats. Lately I feel as though I’ve deviated from both. I know a lot of bloggers go through these dry-spells and I’m sure it will pass. But please bear with me until I get my blogging mojo back.