New year, new blog, new domain.

I could pretend this was an intentional way to kick off 2017, yay fresh start and all that and post some artfully arranged daffodils in a jam jar to signify new life or whatever. But it wasn’t. It really wasn’t.

I fucked up.

In a medicated haze of “yeah, maybe later”, I decided to ignore the glaringly urgent emails screaming that my domain name was about to expire, thinking they already had my details to take their $26.00 and all would work out fine when I looked the other way long enough.

But it didn’t. They didn’t. And now almost 5 years worth of writing has disappeared because of twenty six sodding dollars. The comments, the links, all the complicated stuff in the background I still don’t fully understand. Gone. Poof.

Why? Because at the time I was happy without writing and I thought blogging was dead anyway. I liked knowing it was there if I needed it, ya know, like ice cream or 26 episodes of Toddlers and Tiaras on my Sky planner. But once it was gone I immediately knew I wanted it back. Cos ya know, that’s how shit works.

It’s been so long since I’ve written anything properly, let’s be honest, aside from stuff I’ve been paid to write and the thing is, do people even read normal blogs anymore? If they don’t come with professionally published candid books or quirky jumpers and tote bags to buy in the sidebar? Or without viral stories where you’re pictured pointing at something that has gone out of it’s way to wrong you personally (picture with snivelling child for extra bonus points)?

The answer is, I don’t know.

Does it make a difference? Last year’s me would have said yes, because why else am I doing this shit when I should be sleeping or acting like a normal human being if no one’s reading it? But looking back, one of the reasons I stopped writing was because I felt suffocated by the pressure to perform and be bittersweet and funny in the same paragragh. I felt if I didn’t reach a certain number of views on a post or likes on Twitter or hearts on Instagram then I was doing something wrong.

And that is so bloody wrong.

So I’m delicately shoving myself and my laptop back into the ring, and if you’re sticking with me after all this mess I’ve gone and done, thank you. Seriously.


6 thoughts on “2.0

  1. Still can’t believe you lost everything and I am sorry. I am pleased you came back though! My blog just can’t fit in or compete anymore with stats, bloggers publishing books and bags and meeting ‘slebs but every time I think about putting it to one side I realised I’d miss it so carry on writing my family memories (that lets face it no one is actually interested in lol but I love to look back on it!) here’s to a new blog with some more awesome writing x

  2. Well that’s weird cos I came to this post due to seeing an old post (which I now realise was from 2015!) shared on Facebook. Have you actually lost it all? Sounds like just the sort of thing I would do though – ignore glaringly urgent emails cos I just can’t face it. And I’m with you on this blogging lark. 8 recently started a new one but I’ll never be able to keep up with the changes to the blogging world and do I want to? Nope. I just do it because I enjoy writing and interacting. That’s it. Stick at it girl, there aren’t many decent writers left in the blogosphere.

  3. Hi there, *waving* good to hear from you again… I’ve missed your musings please keep on going as who else would I read and nod with? Big love xx

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