I haven't written on this blog since 4 January. And if I'm honest, I think for several years now I've considered just shutting the whole thing down. Drawing and line and saying ... that's it. Fluttering Butterflies is over now. But something has stopped me from doing it.
It's funny how I talk to new people about my 'blogging days' - as though it was a different lifetime, as though I was a different person. And I guess it is sort of true. I've gone through a lot of changes lately including a great deal of personal growth which does make me feel like I'm a different person. And I've given a lot of thought about what I take with me into this new version of myself.
I've also struggled with this blog. Because I love it but it's been about books for so long that I've forgotten it wasn't about books for a long time too. And I think I've worked endlessly trying to recreate the success of it when it was a book blog ... forgetting that books don't bring me joy in the same way anymore. Not in the same way that my dog brings me joy. Or Netflix. Or my job. Or figuring out this new person I'm becoming.
I'm not the quickest person but I think I've finally gotten it. I enjoy writing. And I want to keep this blog. I just don't want to write about books anymore. Or at least I don't want to restrict my thoughts to just books (that I'm not really reading lately!) so hopefully you'll stick around anyway? if any of you still read this? I promise cute dog pics if nothing else!