I am not sure what to write about.
I suppose I could write yet another blog post about how I am going to write blog posts. Seeing how I published one random post the day after that and then disappeared for seven months, I would say I am not so great at this blogging thing. Or committing to blogging. I don’t know why I have this blog except to have a place to embarrass myself.
Earlier this year when I started trying to post again I came up with a bunch of ideas of things I could write about. But then the ideas grew and grew and eventually each idea could have probably been a book that I’m never going to write. Perhaps I ought to break them down more into a blog-friendly format. The break-down organization is the hard part. Or maybe it’s still my unwillingness to publish ideas I have actually given more than two minutes of thought to.
Honestly, it was once I realized someone else had seen my blog that I hesitated and ultimately stopped posting anything. That’s dumb.
I don’t hide my blog. I link to it on social media and junk. I don’t know why I thought no one would ever stumble across it.
Hello stumbler-person. How in the world did you end up here?
We’ll see if I can get myself to put anything else on this blog. Or whatever. I guess. Sorry you read all that. It makes me feel slightly accomplished somehow just to post something. Have a good one.