The Blogger Who Wasn’t There

When is a blogger not a blogger?

I used to blog, a lot. In fact, I turned into a writer because of all that blogging – I had started writing a series of posts about how I got to writing professionally, but those are now unfortunately all gone.

But yeah, blogging, used to do lots, barely do any now – the last post I wrote was at the end of June, and that’s been pretty much par for the course for the last year or so. Sure, the fact that my previous host royally screwed me over and pulled the plug without proper warning had an effect. It took me a while to get over that, and even though I don’t really think about it anymore, I’m sure it has affected how I treat this blog.

The blog that wasn’t there.

It’s different contributing to a blog that has 10+ years of history – a lot of it about the art and culture scene in Tokyo – and contributing to one that just has a few posts on it, none dating back before 2014.

The end of history.

But that’s of course not the only reason I don’t write as much as I used to. I do have a day job that keeps me busy, and so new posts have ground to tiny trickle over the past couple of years or so. This often had me feeling like I should add something to make sure and keep the site alive, since it was so important to me for such a long time – and hey, sometimes I did actually have something I wanted to share. And I do still write quite regularly on my media consumption diary, as I like to keep track of things I’m watching and playing.

So what am I trying to say here? 

I don’t want to lose that habit of writing (for myself) that I developed over all these years, and so I want to try and get back to it.