It’s hard to believe that I have been doing this for five years. I started blogging with one arm, while the other one held my infant daughter. She’s now in kindergarten. I’ve moved, I’ve had a second daughter, I’ve published one book, and I’m writing another; yet, nearly every morning of my life for the past five years has been spent staring at the content field of a blog post.
I haven’t written something every day, but it’s always been an option. And I have to be honest, it’s weighing on me. I can’t write the way I used to. I’m still sitting on posts that I had planned six months ago. I can’t give this up—I really do enjoy the outlet—but I need a break…a forced break. I’ve tried to take time off before, but nearly every time a big story breaks and I get pulled back in. So, I’ve decided to take a vacation (hiatus is probably the more appropriate term): no blogging for the next four months. I don’t care if Buzz Bissinger finds Jeff Francoeur buying human growth hormone in Gwinnett Stadium; I’m not going to comment here.
I won’t quit writing or commenting. I have a few articles in the works, and I may pop up from time to time to point out where articles and commentary are published. But, other than that, I won’t be posting here until August. This will also give me more time to spend on my current book.
Thanks for all of you who stop by to read what I have to say. I appreciate your support, and I look forward to returning to regular blogging in August.