I keep thinking I’m going to start blogging here again.

The thing is I’m just not reading very many books these days or even wanting to watch TV…which is basically what my other blog turned into.

But I’ve forgotten how to write about regular life things! I hadn’t realized how much of a crutch it turned into to have books or shows to write about.

Also, I’m doing the readathon tomorrow and I feel like I should be more excited about it, but I’m just not. I mean I want to read, but the thought of all the online components makes me feel slightly exhausted. Could it be I’m just…over internet stuff? Or maybe I’m just in a down period. I don’t know. Like I still have this vague desire to have a blog, etc, but just no drive.

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Wow last updated over six months ago!

I want to try to write on this blog more this year, we’ll see how it goes.

I just renewed this domain

So I guess I should try to post more here!

Rethinking Blogging

I didn’t want to write this at My Friend Amy because I didn’t really want to stir anything up, but I kind of want an outlet?

Like, lately I’ve been thinking about blogging and why I do it, etc. and it’s not really something I want to give up, but book blogging itself is starting to feel like something that’s not really me.

I think strangely enough, it’s that I actually have no purpose in writing about most books. These days I’m lucky to finish a book a week. And out of all the books I read, maybe I actually want to talk about 1/4 of them. Which…that’s like a book review a month.

It’s just that the majority of books I read I really have nothing meaningful to say about them. A book has to spark something in me to get me to talk about, to touch on interesting themes or my life, etc. Otherwise I’m just saying a few essentially meaningless things–at least that’s how I feel.

And most reviews don’t get comments, which, we all know, but if I’m blogging to engage–and these days that’s the number one reason, it’s sort of pointless.

I don’t know, it’s just so weird, I don’t really know how this happened. I feel like I’m just bumbling along with my blog. Every once in awhile I want to write about something, but mostly I feel quite aimless with it, without motivation or purpose. I still do things out of habit, like accept author guest posts, etc. But I just don’t feel like I’m really a part of the book blogging world anymore, and I don’t just mean that I can’t keep up with the still thriving community, I mean that it’s something inside of me, too.

I still want to write things sometimes and sometimes just thinking about writing them makes me feel better even if I never do. I guess I’ve just lost my drive and it’s weird and I don’t know what I’m doing.

Chaaaanges

I feel like I’ve exhausted the subject at My Friend Amy, but I culled my Google Reader tonight. And it was an interesting experience. I had not maintained it very well, so there were all these old feeds in there, like even Southwest Airlines Blog!! (whyyyy) It was like..taking a trip down memory lane of my blogging career. It was very very bittersweet.

I’m glad I culled it though, though I could probably stand to do a bit more. I almost feel like I’m getting a fresh start. I also deleted almost all of my tumblr posts and I plan to really try to keep my activity there to a minimum. I like fandom, but I think it also can make things I otherwise love less fun. I want to keep up with a few friends I’ve made, but other than that I think it’s something else I should let go of or be more like Ana who barely posts. 🙂

Carrie at Books and Movies talked about quitting blogging altogether and I have to admit that thought has crossed my mind more seriously than in the past. Sometimes I wonder what I’m doing. Right now I’m working so hard on the INSPYs and I’m not even sure if it makes any kind of difference, it feels a tiny bit like an exercise in futility. I’m also pretty sure I’ll either retire BBAW or pass on the torch once I fix that blog.

It’s so weird how this thing–Google Reader shutting down is making me evaluate everything. I guess really what it’s done is bring all of this stuff that was piling up but I wasn’t dealing with to the surface and you know…I guess that’s a good thing. I’m the kind of person who needs a clear line in the sand where I can say this thing is the thing that’s going to make me change every other thing. It was too easy for me to coast along doing what I’d always been doing without thinking about why.

So there you have it. Lol of course, you’ll only see this post if you’re still subscribing to RSS probably!

……

There’s nothing like finishing a huge book where you entered in deeply with the characters and watching a 40 minute live Andrew Peterson concert on the internet to shoot up my soul with an injection of feel good. I will never get over how edifying AP’s music is to me.

Sometimes I feel far away from myself and these are the kinds of things that bring me back…the music I love, the art that stirs and inspires.

(this is mostly a nonsense post but I had feelings, okay?)

Do You Ever Imagine Things?

I’ve been struggling lately with words and how we use them. As I’ve mentioned before, words of affirmation are one of my love languages. But there are a lot of people who aren’t comfortable with words or saying nice things and I’ve been trying to adjust to that a little bit in my social life lately. But even more than that, I’ve been trying to tone down what I see as a professional hazard…I am an educational coach–which means that I’ve spent most of my professional life working with people in situations where they are uncomfortable–and it’s my job to make them feel at ease, comfortable, and encouraged. What happens is that spills over in the rest of my life and people end up thinking I’m being quite patronizing, when really I’m just…I don’t know, attuned to trying to be encouraging.

If I could be like anyone, though, I often think I would like to be like Mister Rogers. Lately I’ve been reading stuff about him and I often end up quite teary eyed. I like that he was encouraging without ever seeming patronizing. That he genuinely cared about people, and that children, including myself when I was young, felt respected, loved, and encouraged when watching him.

Today when I saw this video, which I’m sure so many of you have already seen, I felt something bloom in my heart. I guess in a way it’s my responsibility to surround myself with people who are encouraging and who make me want to be better. There’s a wealth of cynicism, criticism (and I’m not saying that criticism is bad, it’s all in how it’s delivered), degradation, hatred, fear, etc. out there. But genuine kindness and goodness is so hard to find. I hope that I can be the kind of person that genuinely encourages people, that they will know that I love them, and that we can spur one another on towards love and good deeds. 😉