We Need to Talk

I've hit it. I've reached the point at which I am no longer just blogging about my life but doing things so that I can later blog about them. This is not a healthy thing for me. I think it is time for me to take a blogging sabbatical. I did a reading this past weekend, and you could read anything of your own. I chose two blog essays and when up there, I just felt like my first-word, best-word style was kind of stale. I missed having tight, polished poems. I felt the incongruity of my blog-voice and my own voice.

I am concerned about my attachment to my blog-identity-- a preoccupation with how I seem. I want to take more time and really "be." I find myself dodging out on real live interactions with friends and then thinking, "Oh, well, they'll read my blog and see how busy I am." While I absolutely believe that the work of mothering is noble work, it is work that I do not want to hide behind.

I am making for myself what I call, "My Summer, Unplugged." I want to pare back my use of all screens (tv, laptop, cell phone). It is one of my aims to try to slow down my thinking and have more intentional interactions with my man, with my children, also my friends.

I think I can return in the Fall, when we start our homeschooling adventure. I love the blog entries where folks document a definitive event or project. Maybe I'll post some photos especially of Calliope (who rolls over both ways now.)

I'm not breaking up with my blog, I just think we need some time apart.