Creaking back to life?

It’s really odd. I haven’t blogged for quite a while – quite deliberately; I didn’t want to fill my pages up with gripes about Brexit, wider politics or anything like that because it was all to annoying/depressing and such. That would have meant fewer entries, but there’s other stuff going on that in times past, I would have written about and posted up.

But I rather got out of the habit, and I suppose that writing is like any other muscle: if you don’t use it, it atrophies. I’ve been thinking about trying to get back into the habit of writing here, not because I expect anyone to read and comment like they might have done in the heyday of blogging between say, 2003 and 2013, but because it’s generally a good place to unload and preserve a few memories. Having fallen out of the habit, I find it quite hard to think of things to write about, now.

I can’t deny that the fall in feedback hasn’t had something to do with it. It’s undeniably more fun to feel that you’re not just shouting into the void, but nonetheless… and of course, the continued rise of FaceBook (at least among my friends/age group) allows for almost immediate gratification for almost no effort. And let’s be fair – it is *much* easier to post pictures and links on FaceBook than it is on many blogging platforms. Still, let’s see, shall we?

Let’s see if I can kickstart my blog back into some sort of life; get a few lines down from time to time and see where it goes.

And if anyone reads it.