You may have noticed that I failed to publish a post yesterday contrary to my usual schedule. For that, I apologize. The only excuse I can offer is that I am not as of yet a professional writer/journalist/permaculturist/homesteader/ climber/educator/witch/chef, and I chose to work two double shifts two days in a row instead of writing. Alas, despite the fact that I thrive under conditions in which I do mostly unpaid work (i.e. gardening, cooking, climbing, blogging, homemaking, art-making, etc.) I am living under the same economic laws as everyone else and must currently make money to feed myself and hopefully continue to save money for the above mentioned future homestead/community education/dance/music/affordable housing/permaculture/BnB/research center that I will one day found in an as of yet unknown place.
I am disappointed to have missed a Thursday of blog writing after almost a year of consistency. Life and work is pulling me in many directions, and it is currently easy for me to fall off the bandwagon with my writing. If anything, this is simply evidence that I need to make due with earning a little less money and give myself more writing time. Work/life balance is a constant flow, I suppose.
In any case, if you are taking the time and eyeball energy/eardrum energy to read/listen to this post, I must thank you deeply and sincerely. There are a whole lot of people out there in the world and a whole lot of them have a lot of good things to say. It’s been hard for me to own and speak my desire to make writing a profession, but my dedication to this blog has helped me begin to make a habit of it, which is what professional writing really is.
I started this blog for myself, expecting no one to read it, and I am still surprised when a friend mentions, “Hey, I read your blog the other day!” It still makes my gut drop a little bit. I am flattered and horrified at the same time. But part of being a writer is being willing to be seen, which is what I am trying to do here, in addition to spreading ideas I believe merit attention.
You, dear readers, whomever you are, however many you are, may or may not be the reason I continue to pursue this love of writing. There is a very delicate balance/paradox between writing for oneself and writing for the attention of others. While I hope to always be true to myself, I have you to thank for the fact that I am not writing into a vacuum. And so, thank you, once again, for reading.