Don’t worry. It’s ok. I haven’t gone crazy. Well, any more crazy than usual. I swear its still me writing this. My blog hasn’t been taken over by someone else. I still love to follow rules – just not the ones I’ve made for myself on this blog.
I spent a lot of time this weekend thinking and reading and writing and reflecting. It was done in between trips to the rink for the Iqaluit Skating Club carnival, Decades of Music, enjoying the twelve hours of sunlight we now have, baking for tomorrow’s anniversary request edition of Baking Monday and catching up with many near and dear people from back home.
I read a lot of other people’s blogs. My most recent discovery is Aidan Donnelley Rowley’s Ivey League Insecurities, which is about her life as a mother and wife and writer and sister and friend and the million other roles she plays in people’s lives. I highly recommend it. Wait for it: I found the link at the Happiness Project.
I’ve been doing exactly what the goddesses of the blog world tell you not to do: I post inconsistently, on different topics, don’t include a lot of pictures, and do a poor job of responding to people’s comments (which, by the way, I love… keep them coming). Instead of being devoted and coherent and witty, and full of insight about life in Iqaluit, this blog has become an inconsistent string of Baking Mondays, recently Thankful Thursdays and quote Saturdays.. and maybe a sprinkle or two or other things in between.
And you know what… I’m okay with it. I’m 22. (This, by the way, is not an invitation to write me off because I’m young.) I graduated almost a full year ago. During that year, I have done a number of cool things. Even before I had five fancy letters after my name (BPAPM – points if you know what it stands for), I did some cool things.
There’s lots I’m still figuring out though. And my ‘blog voice’ is one of those things.
So – I’m breaking the rules. The quote Saturdays? Baking Mondays? Thankful Thursdays? Its been great. I like you a lot. But its not you that’s the issue, its me. Please don’t be sad – I love you while you lasted. But now, I need to break free from the structure and reclaim writing what I want to write, when I want to write. I’ll bake on days that aren’t Mondays. I’ll be thankful on more days than just Thursdays. I’ll post quotes when I come across them. I’ll fill the days (and pages) in between with tidbits of life that I find interesting. Hopefully some of you will stick around as I figure it all out.
So. (Some) rules are made to be broken. You just have to figure out what ones they are.
*What is your favourite rule-breaking moment?
Comment away- I promise to respond.