Forgive me WordPress for I have sinned. I have failed to blog on either of my sites for the longest time and I need to absolve myself.
I have excuses – going north for my graduation then rushing back to sea the following day. Being a bit under the weather when I came home and swallowed up by domestic life. – but understand that they don’t get me off the hook.
I am a bad blogger.
I think my biggest problem is that I am suffering the post-grad blues (now if that isn’t a song it should be) and feeling a bit lost. The course is over, I’ve moved clear across the country and now I am all alone in the wilderness of trying to push forward with my writing. I haven’t yet hooked up with anyone else around here that writes. Writing is a solitary business (solitude being something I’m fundamentally suited to) but it is helpful, inspiring and confidence boosting if there are people around that you can talk to over a latte in the bookshop café.
I will get over this hump in the road but, just for now, my writing is so blocked off that I haven’t wanted to open my laptop or even pick up a pen. I hope that this little post will break that bad spell and that I’ll be back at my desk in Shedward PDQ. If nothing else, I owe my nephew a photo-story about Kylie Wyoti’s Great Escape. It’s the sequel to Kylie Wyoti’s Big Adventure and I should have finished it a YEAR ago. Not only am I a bad blogger, I am a bad auntie too. How many Hail Mary’s does all that add up to?