And Boy will probably allow me to post a recipe on #tastytuesday, as he is quite a little foodie too. (That will be the day we cover the kitchen in chocolate sprinkles).
Apart from that, I won’t be commenting or linking.
One of the things I have noticed recently is the number of links where people join in with irrelevant posts and don’t comment on others.
There have been a few times when I’ve restrained myself from posting some snarky comments (inappropriate, I know, for the loved-up blogosphere, but how exactly do sponsored posts and laundry tips equate to a #magicmoment? I felt vaguely cheated that someone had wasted five minutes of my life telling me to do the washing everyday!).
And I’m not going to link unless I have the time to write something appropriate and to comment on other posts.
Sometimes it feels like there are more writers than readers out there and there’s a groundswell of clamour, a million voices shouting out look at me.
Don’t get me wrong. Writing for self-expression is cool. (Guess that’s what I’m doing now). But engagement with readers, writing for an audience, matter too. At least, they do to me. I think. Perhaps taking some time out will give me the chance to think about where my writing fits. If it fits, at all.
And one thing is for sure. I am going to enjoy the break, spend more time with Boy and in the real (not virtual) world with fewer distractions. Yep, we’ll be going to the seaside and waking up and smelling the coffee. And not just metaphorically.