Some of you have pointed out that I'm posting less. Once or twice a week as opposed to five times a week. And I'm leaving and receiving less comments too. I don't know why readership and subscriptions aren't declining, not yet, I don't get why, something about momentum, web crawlers and a little thing called googling perhaps.
But see, things have changed:
I walk an hour a day now. I used to spend that hour blogging.
I'm writing a new novel, spending two hours a day on it. I used to spend those two hours blogging.
My son is a Junior in high school and I'm educating myself on colleges and getting into college, and godforbid financing college. Like everything else, once I begin researching a subject, i get lost in it. Same time last year I was getting lost in blogging.
I am self publishing my first novel. That takes time away from blogging.
Blogging was truly a branch on the road I took almost by accident. Blogging was the most enriching of experience ...what was? Still is! But it's when I blog too much that I need to worry, because that means I'm not doing other things.
Could I be doing all these things, could I be this energetic and productive, this optimistic had I not been blogging in the first place? No way. It was blogging that inspired me esthetically. It was blogging that calmed my nerves and assuaged my self doubts. It was blogging that introduced me to a world of imperfect, fearful, fearless, funny, sad, tender, fierce, creative, inspired, talented, honest women. I didn't know there were so many of us out there :-)
Beside, I think that there is such thing as posting too much. You got to be a bit selective in what you say or show or it all becomes a blur.