February 26, 2009

That Spark

I'm missing it. I was re-reading some of my 2005-2007 posts, and despite the typos, there was an immediacy there. Mainly because I was desperate. I wrote that when things settled down, which they definitely have, this blog would become boring. It's not boring to me, but it doesn't have that edge of your seat panic-stricken feel to it.

For my life, and for me, that's good. For the blog, not so good. However, this isn't one of those "I'm stopping this blog posts." It's an "I'm trying to find a new direction" post. I don't want this to be a dating blog (while I date, there's not enough material there, and most of the dating faux pas and foibles that occur I've already written about), or any other single issue blog. Feminism interests me the most, and is closest to my heart, but I'm not a radical enough feminist to make that work. Religion interests me, but not as a single issue that I write about. So, I'll just keep writing about my life and assume that I'll either get my groove back or I won't.

Well, now that I have that cleared up (huh?), this post is done.

5 comments:

Kira said...

I understand that concept. When I first started blogging, I had only moved out a year or so before. I was struggling to recalibrate and trying to make it on $19k a year with two kids and an unemployed ex who was not contributing. The panic and desperation fueled me to post regularly. But nowadays? Oh, I still have plenty of trauma here and there--who doesn't? However, I also have this settled, peaceful, it's all going to work out feeling that pervades my every move. My life is relatively in order despite the occasional snags (usually related to said Ex...we can never pay enough for our mistakes, eh?). So, it's harder for me to want to blog regularly. For me, if I get one to two posts a month, I'm good. I don't want to take down my blog, but I haven't found the new fuel to motivate me to post more yet.

Laurita said...

Kira and Foil, I'm there too. While drama happens, I'm not getting as worked up about it as I used to...which is good. The lovely ex is fucking up, but I'm used to that. I'm dating someone, but I don't want to build him up prematurely. Work is catastrophic, but work is catastrophic everywhere. My family is health and happy. I'm happy. It's good...not so good for the need to express oneself, but good for me.

PS - my word verification if "phorty". For some reason, I find that intensely funny.

wunelle said...

I know what you mean. I began by posting about every day. Now, in my fourth year, I'm lucky if I average twice a week.

I wasn't motivated initially by anything very traumatic, but I had ideas (such as they are) percolating around in the brain that I wanted to work out on paper, as it were.

I seem to have done that for most of what was nagging at me. So now I wait for the occasional flash of inspiration.

TheatreChick73 said...

I think everyone who blogs runs into this road block. Every trauma has its end (or at least the end of the worst of it) but life continues. And who says you always have to blog about trauma? I really do enjoy your posts about feminism and religion and the Foilkids and the people who shouldn't be yapping so loud on the metro.

Post when you can about what interests you at that moment. The intensity will be there and perhaps a theme will arrive on its own.

Foilwoman said...

Kira: Exactly.

Laurita: Exactly, again. And phorty does it for me.

Wunelle: Oh, and I meant to comment on your "Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day" review. I just saw that movie (on DVD from the library) and loved it. Thanks.

TheatreChick: Yes, I need to post on the people discussing when they would be willing to kill themselves (on the Metro), but don't have the energy and interest. Someday I'll have energy again. Also, the guy whose girlfriend is a professional oboeist, but he'd never known such a profession existed. How did he think symphonies got staffed, hmmm?