Seems like ages since I last sat here in front of my keyboard. Reason being, I’ve been ill. Thanks to the person who went to work sick last week, coughed germs all over me and subsequently ruined my three-day weekend and so far a big chunk of this week. I feel like an asthmatic. I don’t get why people go to work sick, especially in this country where it’s perfectly acceptable that you can’t be in the peak of health 365 days a year. A misunderstood sense of duty, as my old high school principal told us the first day. Anyway …
Being forced to do nothing but stay in bed and read did give me some time to reflect. Reflect on where this is all going, where my book is going, my blog, my other social accounts. I think I have to take a step back from all this. I’m finding it hard to fit my writing into all this … well, writing. Some days I find myself so desperate to keep to my schedule of daily posts that I feel as though I just spew out any old thing. I’ve grown far too obsessed with my stats, getting into a complete panic if it looks like one week will not surpass the previous one. That’s not good. Not for me, not for my writing.
So I’m going to take a deep breath and not post every day. I’ll be cutting back to four times a week. Or so, haven’t quite worked it all out yet. But when I blog, I’ll be blogging about writing. About how to keep doing, how to keep the passion alive, how to find inspiration in the oddest places. I think I’ll have to keep my baking post as well, it’s very motivational.
But I’m back – not quite fighting fit, but getting there.