Time to Brush Away the Cobwebs

I’ve clearly not been writing any posts in a while and did think that I would walk away from this website/blog all together.

Why?

Because I was becoming obsessed with stats, hits and search engines, that’s why, desperate to think of the latest click-bait to push those numbers up.

Because I found I was more intent on recording life on my phone than actually living it (that’s a BIG one). I dislike Facebook but it crossed my mind that what I was doing here had many of its negatives. And that had never been my intention.

Because I wasn’t concentrating on anything else in my life, just writing randomly and uploading it aimlessly. The result, one huge,  word soup, fairly sludge-like in consistency.

BUT  because I have stopped recording certain things that I find important and useful, I’ve learnt that when a moment has passed (the details of which I think I will never forget), I have trouble calling to mind even the most basic of information about it. The feeling always remains, of course. I can tell you with gushing enthusiasm, for example, my favourite book, or film. But I can’t always tell you why. And ask me what it’s about and I’m completely scuppered.

And so, for that admittedly selfish reason, I intend to continue writing up what I want to remember just in case I ever want to get my hands on recipes for a dinner party  or just rediscover what’s so great about  ‘A l’ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs’. I know this is not for everyone but as I get older I realise that it’s not about trying to please others but finding things that make me feel alive. The same things might not do it for you, and that’s fine, but this year on Frock Friday I  will offer what does it for me and if you want to share it please help yourselves. And I’m going to start with a little bit of Proust.

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