Next month this blog turns seven years old, and it's increasingly hard to get motivated to post. I'm not sure what's causing that.
People have said that my writing is at its best when it's about personal things - it was a great comfort to write about Dad's final struggle with cancer. But that really can't be the whole thing: life hasn't suddenly turned into sunshine and puppies, and in fact a year ago this month was bad enough that for a while I just simply stopped posting.
I'm not sure why the muse doesn't hang around here much anymore. This used to be an outlet for me, but now is increasingly a chore. Not sure what to do about that.