I feel as though I have a lot of explaining to do and I’m not really sure where to start.
This blog is not and will never be political and I really don’t want to go there, but it is related to my lack of posts and since I want to offer an explanation, it needs to be included.
As a straight, white, married woman I had taken a lot of things in life for granted. And I did not realize that until 11:37 pm on the evening of November 8th when I found myself hysterically sobbing on my couch, because for the first time in my 31 years of life, I was genuinely scared about what was going to happen to our country.
Every day since has been the same. It’s like a twilight zone, a foggy world where I wake up each morning and then the impacts of that night and everything since then crash down on me. I’m still angry. I feel lost. And genuinely confused that our country was so willing to choose hatred.
In November I planned on participating in NaNoWriMo, a writing challenge that takes place in November and participants are to write 50,000 words. I believe I’ve mentioned it here before, but I write fanfiction. I have an ongoing novel, it’s nearly 200,000 words that I simply ran out of time to keep writing. I was planning to finish it.
I had blog posts scheduled for all of November and a calendar planned out for when I needed to make recipes for blogging events and to share with you before the holidays. Following that schedule, I could have easily been able to write the 50,000+ words I wanted. But then November 8th happened and I just stopped doing everything.
It’s why there were so few recipes shared with you in December. I simply made what I had to make and ignored the rest. I don’t know the last time I made something and photographed it. I no longer even have a back log of recipes to share with you. Basically, I simply gave up on everything that I found enjoyment in because the fear has overtaken the joy.
However, I realize I can’t go on like this. I’m bored of myself, I don’t feel like starting any new tv series that will keep me sitting on the couch for hours on end, and I miss making recipes, photographing them, blogging and writing.
So as cliche and cheesy as it sounds; New Year, New Beginning.
Since I’m going to blog and write, it’s going to take me a while to find a balance of time again where I can really do both to the best of my ability. As for blogging, I’m going to start off by finding recipes for the blogging events I am participating in and get a schedule going for those. And then I hope in the next couple of weeks I’ll started to photograph recipes again so I can get them shared with you.
As for writing, I’ve decided that I am going to schedule 4 hours of writing every weekend to start off. Hopefully I’ll easily reach that amount and want to keep going or find extra time on weekdays after work to continue writing. I would love to have the story complete by the time I go on a cruise in March.
2016 was a hard year for a lot of people. Whether it be related to the election or simply because we lost a plethora of famous people we had grown to love, but I have hope that 2017 can be a good year if we stand up for what we believe in and do what makes us happy.
Happy New Year! Welcome 2017!