I’m going to be straight with you: 2015 was not my year.
I will not be sorry to say goodbye when the clock strikes midnight in just a few hours. Zora Neale Hurston famously wrote that there are years that ask questions and years that answer. This was a year that answered, and that answer was a pretty resounding No.
No job, no motivation, no confidence, no energy, no aspirations, no idea what I was doing or what I wanted to be doing–no, no, no, no, no.
I got my yearly report from WordPress about this blog the other day. Do you know what it told me? I blogged three times during the last twelve months.
Three times. In 2014 I hit post thirty-two times, and 2013? forty-three.
So 2015 was also the year of no blogging.