I feel like I have missed a couple of sessions at support group lately.
“Hi, my name is Tania and I’m a blogger”
Only, I haven’t been blogging. In fact, I haven’t been doing much of anything lately. Not tweeting, not blogging, not crocheting. The odd half-hearted attempt at Words with Friends (which I’m spectalularly bad at). Over 800 posts sitting in my reader. Neglected friends in real life and in the computer.
I come here and start writing a post, don’t finish it and then it sits in my drafts, staring at me with puppy dog eyes every time I open the page. Oh the guilt of The Unfinished Blog Post.
I’m not going through anything spectacularly bad at the moment. Although going through a rough patch generally gives you a reason to blog, even though you sometimes do it in a roundabout passive-aggressive way.
It’s not like I don’t have anything to say. Trust me, if you have known me for longer than 30 seconds you’ll know I ALWAYS have something to say.
Blogging friends, have you ever just not felt like blogging? Just not been able to scrape together a coherent sentence that you think fit for public consumption and whatever you write just doesn’t look right?