For some reason, it’s never occurred to me to write about this here.
But, I am feeling so lost.
About this space. This writing. This “blog”. Ugh, don’t you hate the way the word “blog” sounds? I digress.
So I looked into building an app a while back, explored being a resin artist, toyed with the concept of being a full time mum and all of the above weren’t quite right for some reason or another.
But I don’t want to create “thriller” or “sexy” or “audacious” posts. To get a larger following.
I don’t want to change my subject headings to read, “Top 10 Tips of Summer Vacation Packing” just so I’m easier to find on Google.
I’m not into advertising or sponsored posts. I feel like that is not why you’re here.
Perhaps I’m a purist.
All I know, is that I’ve commercialised my art form before, and sure, it made me money, but 8 years later, I was over the money, you couldn’t pay me a million bucks to stay. I’d long lost the love.
I don’t want to loose the love here.
I’m giving it the scariest bits I’ve got.
And I just don’t know.
Where all this is going to go.