Every Other Year

I have yet to make it one complete year blogging.  My two previous attempts were in 2009 and 2011.  It appears, then, that every other year I make this attempt.  Writing is still very much something I want to do.  However, it all too often takes a back seat to family life and household upkeep. 

Yes, I know all that about needing to take time for myself, keeping up my own interests as a person not just a mom, and having to make it a priority.  But sometimes that just isn’t practical.  The changes of the past couple of years – including a child in school all day and a pregnancy then a newborn – have wiped me out.  It's not just in lack of free time and sleep but also in mental energy needed to put scattered thoughts into coherent writing: whether blog posts, emails, letters, or fiction.

I’ve learned something from each of my past two blogging attempts – first that I need a plan, second that I when I get excited and feel well I try to do too much and then can’t sustain it.  So, it’s 2013 and things seem to be easing up a tiny bit in my life (for now) allowing me some thinking space, and I have a modest plan that I intend to strictly adhere to.  Attempt #3 is under way…