I’ve tried a few times to disconnect with life. To withdraw into my own bubble and let everything go.
The whole blogging thing gets out of control at times.
If it wasn’t that I liked writing so much I may well have given it up ages ago.
I’m not sure how bloggers who use their blogs to promote their writing/novels/anthologies deal with it. You can’t guarantee that on any day you’ll attract any readers.
You learn early on that what you think is of merit is most probably all in your head as no one else sees it as you do.
I recently entered a writing competition knowing I wouldn’t win it but hoping I might make the anthology. I did neither.
It was disappointing but in keeping with my understanding that in life there is always someone better than you, though in the above case 110 better than me.
I think the saving grace with life, and in particular, my writing is that I have become interested in so many other people and what they have to say. I can’t disconnect because I am so connected.
Turning my back on it is easier said than done. I have had occasion where I have withdrawn, but then a day or two later because I know gives me a sense of satisfaction, I am at the keyboard tapping away.
In the end, there is far more to live for than to deny.
I’ll plug away in the hope I can continue to find the words that reflect my interest in all that is happening around me, that I can make some small contribution to the blogging world, after all, each of us adds our little bit to the sum of the whole.