I haven’t been online much lately. I haven’t felt the pull to be there (here). I’m just sort of sinking into January and allowing it to fold its wintery arms around me. I have been thinking a lot about the direction of this blog, the point of it and I have to say I miss the “old days” where I wrote about writing and posted pictures. I haven’t been writing although I did rejoin my writing group. I missed them.
I miss writing. It is something I need to get back to and be consistent about.
I have a lot on my plate this year. I need to get our business website finished (Impsy Creative) – which will be sooner than later. AnneShirley starts school this Fall. I still can’t believe that. There are some considerations Jess and I have to address this year and time is of the essence where that is concerned. I’m getting back into my kettlebells again and it feels good. I’m very sore today but it is a good sore.
I want to get my blog back to where it used to be. To where it was fun for me and I didn’t care about comments. I want to post my poetry. I say again, I don’t care if people like my poetry or not. It’s not posted for critique. I don’t care if it is a first draft quality or perfect. It is mine. It is for me. It makes ME happy. That’s all that matters. I will post artwork, crafts, photos, writing and whether it sucks or is great – doesn’t matter. I do it because it makes ME happy. This blog, my work, my creativity is NOT in competition with anyone else.
For the last month or so, I have been thinking of March – of St Patrick’s Day – all things Irish and my birthday which is on St. Patrick’s Day. I love having my birthday on that day. I have had Easter on the brain too. Thoughts of Spring flit about my mind and are filling me with delight. It’s an old familiar feeling that has been absent for quite some time and it is back. I don’t know how to explain it but it’s like welcoming an old friend home. It’s a feeling of hope, excitement, anticipation. I’m not wishing away Winter. It’s nothing like that. I’m just incredibly excited for some reason. It’s like knowing something wonderful is going to happen but you cannot put your finger on what it is exactly. 🙂
I know I didn’t finish the December writing prompt projects. My heart wasn’t fully into it this year. It wasn’t for lack of quality or interest. It was simply me not wanting to reflect on 2012 too much as it is one year I would like to forget in large part. It’s over (2012) and I am stinking happy, grateful, elated it is.
I do have to say thank you to those who took it upon themselves to organize it and create the prompts. Bless you all.