It’s not a place, but a state of mind. Kim at Sophisticated Dorkiness posted about it earlier this week with a brief snippet in her Sunday entry:
Over margaritas on Thursday night, a friend told me she’d been battling a feeling of ennui — “a feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety or lack of interest” — most of the week. I’m starting to think ennui is contagious and I caught it from her. I need something to kick start a cheerful attitude.
Well, count me in, too. I’ve been feeling it most of the month of March, at least when it comes to books and blogging and writing. Heck, I’ll go ahead and say it: even taking care of myself and making healthy lifestyle decisions. I just felt blah about everything, and I think I’ve pinpointed the cause.
Ever since I started this blog, I’ve struggled with what to post. I’ve struggled to find my voice, and to find my own authenticity in blogging about books and writing. Shortly before my unplanned hiatus, I decided to restructure my blog and come up with regular features that would require blogging at least once a day. The sheer thought of crafting all those posts – some of which I didn’t necessarily love or believe in but would have filled that day’s slot – was mentally exhausting.
This blog is always a work in progress (just like me!), but I hope you’ll stick around. I’m not going to blog every day. I may not even blog every other day. I promise that when I do, it will be something of substance: worth writing, and worth reading.