i’m breaking up with you.
well, not really, but man, i’ve really been thinking about writing the dear-john letter. i’ve been wondering lately if maybe i shouldn’t just quit apologizing about not blogging regularly or finding the time in my insane schedule to blog regularly.
maybe what i should do, is just quit.
any blogger will tell you that the most important thing about having a successful blog, hey the most successful thing about having a blog. period. is blogging. you know, writing a post at least a few times a week. keeping your readers interested and coming back for more. there were times when i blogged almost daily. endless, wordy updates on the fascinating minutiae that constitutes my life. uh… you know what i mean. lately however, having a full-time job as well as a fledgeling clothing line to run and grow (not to even talk about my survivor commitments these last few months), has been all-consuming. i visualize little pacmen gobbling up every ticking second till eventually i have no “free time” anymore.
i wake and lie in bed googling things like “brace clips” on my iphone. or i get up to send emails at 3a.m.
anyway, i don’t want this to be a long whinge. suffice to say that i have at least 5 half-written posts which i’ve not had the time to finish. i’ll see if i can get around to it. and i’m going to stop apologizing. i’ll try to post whenever i can, but if life gets in the way, in the curious way it has a habit of doing, so be it.
so i guess i’m saying, don’t leave me and i won’t break up with you. give me some time and i’ll still be virtually yours.