March 29, 2012 § 122 Comments
Some weeks ago here I contemplated not blogging every day, was given much support for the idea by loyal commentators, and promptly ignored it. I had this notion in my mind that I had blogged every day for several months and should stick to that, at least for one year. A bit like starting an exercise programme and doggedly making oneself do it every day without fail, like wearing a hair shirt.
Writing this blog daily has not been like wearing a hair shirt, I have enjoyed it a lot, but I have changed my mind about the daily posting. A conversation with a friend last night made me realise that I could be slowly driving myself mad and becoming more obsessive and that I need to get out and be doing something else entirely unrelated. And I should be writing a book, which I am failing to do and putting off because the writing is all going into this blog.
I have not got anything to prove – “I wrote a blog every day for a whole year!” Yeah? And? And I am running out of things to say every day and am becoming a bore. My friend said I should give it up completely and maybe she’s right, but I am not sure I need to go that far yet. What I want to do is write my Times column every week and this blog as and when the desire – need? – takes me. I don’t intend to disappear just yet but I do intend to blog slightly less often. I am so sorry.
The next couple of weeks, for example, are a kind of holiday. Children away. I might go away myself (though probably won’t). I think I just need to clear my head, and read books and slump into solitude and probably depression. It will be cleansing in a funny way.
I hope all the loyal and supportive readers of this blog will understand and forgive me.