I’ve hit a bit of a blogging slump these last few months and I want tell you why. It’s because I can’t share everything that’s going on in my head.
In truth I’ve actually been writing a lot. I have stacks of articles about life and religion and current events, but a lot of them are too personal to post. It’s stuff that started as an article, but took a turn and became something fit only for my private journals, something that I couldn’t reasonably put on the Internet.
There’s a lot of things that I’m open about. As I’ve written about before, I’m unapologetic about myself and my life. I’m not hiding things in a way that over-edits and makes me look more perfect than I actually am. But I have to keep some things just for myself, too. A lot of the posts I’ve written about are things I’m proud of. They’re thoughts that I had going through this first year of post-grad and they’re all 100% true. I’d be lying if I said that they weren’t curated though, that I didn’t round them out with life lessons and summaries instead of giving you the play-by-play.
What I’ve been writing recently is play-by-play. It’s thoughts in a state of transition too personal or nonsensical for public readership. And I’m a little frustrated by that fact. Firstly because it keeps me from having work to share and secondly because my writing reflects my state of mind; if it’s unsettled, that’s because my emotions are too.
But I am still writing. I love this blog and I’m not giving up on it. In fact, it’s because I care about it that I’ve been so careful with the posts I’ve put out lately.
So stick with me, Dear Readers. I’m not done yet.