I have taken a rather extended break from writing on this space, and aren’t posts where people explain why they haven’t been writing the worst? Yes, they are, but I’m kind of the worst anyway so I feel little remorse.
There are the little reasons for my absence. A lack of interest being the most honest, I suppose. A lack of readership being the most relevant. And those things are clearly intertwined.
There are also practical reasons. I got married last summer to a most wonderful man.
That really isn’t the reason I’ve ignored this little corner of the internet (my husband is more supportive of my writing ambitions than I am), but it’s the most solid thing I could think of to point to and don’t we all love a scapegoat?
So, I haven’t been writing here.
I have been writing. And reading, always, which is perhaps the silent form of writing. And though I may not be particularly proficient as a writer, or a wife or any other thing, I forge onward. What is the alternative?