I’ve been having quite a difficult time with this blog over the last few weeks. I’ve been in the process of switching to a self-hosted blog, and I did everything wrong on my first go round. That meant that I had to re-do everything and I still don’t think it’s quite right. And on top of that, I’ve lost all of my followers from my old wordpress blog and not all of my pictures migrated over, so I’m spending a lot of time editing old posts. To be honest – I just want to curl up and cry.
But then I think about the reason that I started this blog. I wanted a place where I could practice writing (check) and log the books that I’ve tackled (and check). Even with a very low number of clicks, I’ve still managed to reach those goals. I do miss the engagement with like-minded bookish people, but I still have many of their usernames within my comments and I also follow their blogs. There’s no shame in reaching out to them and ask them to add me back to their readers.
I haven’t done that yet because as of today I can finally get my dang posts to show in WordPress readers! I should tattoo “deep breaths” on my hands given how many times I’ve had to remind myself over the last couple of weeks.
But friends, I am writing. And a lot. Which I am so pleased about. And I am reading. A lot. Which I am so proud of! Stats be damned.
In case you’re interested in what you’ve missed during this debacle, here are the books that I’ve written about since the switch:
- The Artist’s Way
- My Cousin Rachel
- Rules of Magic
- Zen in the Art of Writing
- The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches
- Never Let Me Go
- As Chimney Sweepers Come to Dust