An Actually Important Chat

Hello everyone. So first of all, you may be wondering why I didn't post yesterday. Usually, it'd be because I didn't have the time, or the right inspiration. 

But eventually I would find time and inspiration and write something, right? 

Yeah, not this time. 

Creativity block? Maybe. It's true, it's been weeks since I've worked on my WIPs. 

But I guess the real reason is that I've been working every week on this blog not for myself, but for everyone reading it. I realized, while frantically scrolling through 'Post Ideas' lists on the internet on Thursday, I feel like I have to write because I have to, not because I want to. Get what I mean? 

I wondered what the point was. If it was worth the effort at all. You might be thinking what a short, usually less than a thousand words post once a week that basically included me ranting required effort for. 

Well, writing is hard. And it doesn't always feel the same. So while writing a post every week might seem easy in theory, it's not. And forcing myself to do it doesn't help. 

To a certain number of people, I'm talking to you here. I know, you guys encouraged me and all, and I am grateful for that. But no offense, putting a time limit or making me feel like an idiot or jerk for working on something I genuinely cared for while simultaneously expecting me to write high quality posts regularly, well, guess what, that doesn't help. 

Anyways. At this rate, I'm not too sure if anyone reads my posts at all. Before at least, I could be hopeful and have some motivation for the handful of people who did. I know a lot of people are private, and I respect that, but you have to understand that it makes me think no one reads on stuff I worked so hard on. 

Even if the views are pretty constant, for all I know, people are just clicking on it. 

I'm going to leave this blog for a while. I'm also going to log out of the Instagram account. Maybe I'll come back, maybe not. We'll see. 

By going on a break on this blog, I officially have no hobbies or interests. But that's fine. I want to start over, however that is. 

Once, I had the chance to share some of my written work with a Danish writer. It was a few years ago. He didn't say anything about my work, except that I had to find my own voice. 

I'll admit, I was pretty annoyed after hearing that. What did that even mean? Of course I had my own voice. 

But, though I could once easily tell what set my writing apart, I can't do that anymore. Thing is, people change, so your ideas, the way you convey messages, all of them change too. The challenge is to find that voice that is truly you, and though it will evolve over time, it will be your voice, your story. 

I've lost my voice. I'm going on a not-very-adventurous adventure to find it. 

Thank you guys for your support. I hope to come back here again someday, whenever that is. Till then, I wish you all the best. Thank you again. 

PS: You can still contact my using my official email (bookwafflesstuff@gmail.com)