I lost my blogging groove

The kids being poorly was all it took for me to lose my blogging groove. There I was starting to get into a nice swing of posting three sometimes four times weekly, see with a good mix of the usual ‘Life of Family Super’ stories, reviews of family days out in my new series and participation in my favourite linkys. People wanted to collaborate with me, I had competition prizes to give away, guest posts to publish, Science Festivals to blog about. My Twitter followers were on the up, all organic growth, people who seemed to genuinely want to follow me on the basis of those 140 characters that tell Tweeps who I am and what I’m all about. I had ideas and banks of posts stored between my Notes app, my WP app and somewhere in the reservoir of memory between buying milk and remortgaging the house.

But then the little monster took unwell, nothing majorly serious, thankfully but a trip to out of hours doctors following some midnight hallucinations (which I’m sure will be funny at some point, but just not quite yet) and I just lost interest. Mother Lioness had instinctively kicked in of course, and my time and attentions were being spent on nursing the little guy back to his usual monstrous self. Sitting on a sofa for 10 hours on the trot with a burning hot little person who doesn’t want to let you out of their sight can make you think a lot. A lot. Dipping in and out of twitter on my iPhone when on nap breaks and when my right hand was free from the clutches of his tiny sweaty palms, I could see a hive of activity from fellow bloggers who were writing funny, entertaining, thought provoking reads and it made me feel a bit sh*t.

I set out on this blogging journey because I love to write. I love my family, and by combining the two I could write and keep a log of ‘the things that them two do’ in the process.

But then people wanted to collaborate with me, I had competition prizes to give away, guest posts to publish and Science festivals to blog about. The banks of posts were building up (but never quite making it to the blog) Twitter followers were increasing (with it the pressure to engage more, be funnier, wittier. Be liked (?) And then the little man got ill. And I had time to reflect, to ponder, to think. Why do I do it? Who do I do it for? Am I getting what I want from it? Am I any good? Why don’t PRs send me products? Whats my rating this week? Do any of these things matter?

So Sunday came. I wrote ‘On holiday for a week. See you soon’ on a piece of paper and posted that as my Silent Sunday blog post. I could have easily written ‘Having a hiatus. This isn’t the important stuff.’ but I knew somewhere that my blogging groove would ‘get in’ again soon. It keeps me sane in our mad busy world. It distracts me from washing the kitchen floor or sorting out the new mortgage. But most of all, it’s mine. Whether two, two hundred or two thousand people want to read what I have to say, it’s neither here nor there. And who needs a free travel bum wiping snot clearing machine to review anyway when ‘Family Super’ can have our own damn fun inventing one?!

Are you a blogger who lost their groove? Did your blogging mojo go AWOL? How did you get it back?

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