It’s been way too long since I’ve written anything and I miss it. At the same time, I just feel that I’ve totally lost my way with basically all things online. I’ve been waiting for it to pass, but so far, it still hasn’t. I don’t know if it’s just because it’s crazy busy season at work–a Saturday workshop, then ASHA Convention then prepping for two more presentations next week, in addition to regular work and regular life.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m already totally maxed out on socializing online for work and it’s just all chore, no fun anymore. I don’t know if it’s because I’m just momentarily–for weeks on end–at a loss for words after blogging consistently for going on, what, 10 years now? It’s not just blogging, though–it’s Twitter, Facebook (except for those Facebook groups which are the bane of my existence because as much as I want to abandon Facebook, my addiction to a few groups keeps me going back daily despite my alleged hate of the platform–damn you people!), even Pinterest. Pretty much, my interactions online have been reduced to posting photos of my new cat on Instagram, which, if you know me, is a sign of desperation in some way or another since until I decided to get this cat in a McDonald’s parking lot a few months ago, I hated cats.
Maybe becoming a cat person has erased my brain? Maybe I’m so full of my own Kool-Aid that the mere thought about blogging about social media just makes me want to puke? Which, if true, sucks because the reason I started blogging is because I love writing and I hate it that a thing I love doing has such a pall over it now because of a self-imposed rut I got myself into.
Anyway, what have I been doing besides working and not blogging or Tweeting? Well, for one thing, reading, which is good. If you’re looking for something great to read, you came to the right place, since I’ve been reading a ton. My quick picks, while I think about it:
- All the Dancing Birds–phenomenal book about a woman with Alzheimer’s written by Auburn McCanta, a fellow association person I “met” through Facebook. It is beautifully written, but depressing.
- Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic–this book is so good it’s crazy. I’m almost as obsessed with Alison Bechdel as I am with Augusten Burroughs now, it’s that good. Also the other book she wrote, Are You My Mother, is perfection.
- Go Ask Alice–I’d never read this book so decided to read it and now I’m haunted by it. If you’ve never read it, read it. I’m trying to convince my daughter to read it, but she hates reading and is refusing, despite my promises of it being about both beatniks and drugs.