I am always amazed at the passing of time, the inexorable march of years that move forward with the precision of a finely crafted watch, day after day, month after month, year after year.  Father Time never stops.  Blink, and it’s next month, next year, next decade.  As such, it is sometimes hard to believe I began this blog twelve years ago, in the summer of 2012.  At the time, my intention was to write a dozen or so posts, attempting to create a buzz and some interest for my then-soon-to-be-published novel, The Eye-Dancers.

Along the way, an interesting thing happened.  I fell in love with the blog, the creation of posts, and, most importantly, I grew to deeply appreciate the WordPress community.  Truth be told, you are the reason I’ve been posting as long as I have.  For some time now–at least a couple of years–I’ve felt my blogging well running dry.  Which is to be expected.  Again, when I started, I thought I’d write maybe twelve posts–perhaps a few more than that.  But a very limited number.  I never intended for this to morph into a years-long labor of love.  But it did.  Quickly, I realized, I was in it for the long haul.  And as the years passed, I wrote less and less about my novel and simply used the platform to discuss writing itself, to explore certain themes and memories and passions.  But, in time, that well, too, began to run shallow.

And so here we are today.  I am not ending The Eye-Dancers blog.  Far from it.  I’ll still be here.  And I will still post from time to time.  This is not the deep-sixing of this website.

The change?  For the past couple of years, I’ve always posted one blog per month, usually at the end of each month.  (Early on in The Eye-Dancers’ life, I was posting multiple times a week!)  But now, even that feels like overkill.  After all, through the years, I’ve written at least one post per month on this site for a dozen consecutive years!  There are many, many hundreds of posts on here, some quite lengthy–all stemming from an initial endeavor to write a dozen or so.  All that to say, these days, even after the passage of a month’s time, as the appointment to write a new post nears, I often find myself at a loss.  What to write?  What to say?  The result has been some progressively uninspiring writing that, more and more, seems to say the same thing, month after month.  The blogging well, indeed, has run dangerously low.

But not entirely dry.  I am sure there are posts for me still to write.  They just won’t be on a monthly schedule.  They won’t be on any schedule at all.  Some months, I may write two.  Then there might be several months that go by with none.  It will, literally, be based on what the blogging muse had in store for me.  But feeling like I have nothing new to say in any given month and then reexploring a theme I’ve blogged about dozens of times before, just to keep my decades-plus-every-month streak going, feels increasingly hollow.  I want my posts to be inspired and meaningful, not rote and obligatory.  And so, from this point on, there won’t be any schedule at all.  I will post whenever I have something meaningful, fresh, and worthwhile to contribute, however often–or infrequent–that might be.  And who knows?  It may still be once per month.  Time will tell.

The number-one reason, by far, I have lasted on this platform all these years is you–your readership, your virtual friendship, the wonderful interaction down through the years.  I cannot thank you enough.  And I will continue to post when the muse visits.

Thank you, as always, for all these years, for reading!

–Mike