*blows dust off the microphone, runs a Swiffer across the floor*
Mercy me, I've really neglected my blog! Not for lack of interest, please trust me on this. I've been missing you like crazy, and am craving your companionship. It's just that…well, let's just say that I'm experiencing a bit of blogger's fatigue (Nathan Bransford posed a question about that last week–did you happen to read it?). Oh, and wrote about acedia this morning…maybe I've got a touch of that, too.
Don't you worry, I'm still pouring myself into WITNESS! Still and all, my blog and my manuscript are intertwined. One feeds the other, and so it is that I'm sensing the emptiness, I'm breathing the dust.
I suspect it's borne of my tendency to put too much pressure on myself. It comes of expecting perfection–too much, too soon!–and then going all wide-eyed and vacant stares, like the frightened rabbits in Watership Down. This sporatic blogging is but a symptom of a deeper issue–I've not given up, but I've given in.
I'm a work in progress, so hey, there's bound to be dust! And so it is that on this Thankful Thursday, I find myself away the debris–the damage and detritus of false expectations–and replacing it with grace. And I'm asking you to help me, to guide and encourage me, as you see fit.
Whew, this entry was difficult to write!! And likely, it was a little bit wince-worthy at your end, as well. Thanks for reading. xoxo. Now, what say we pour ourselves a cuppa? We can talk about the weather, our writing, things of great and/or minor importance. Or maybe we'll just savor our tea and enjoy each other's company. Less doing, more being. Let's take load off, shall we? Please, pull up a chair…