I haven’t finished compiling the eBooks, but I’m missing the blog.
Of course, there are stories that I’d like to tell, but can’t—like how my last two business ventures failed, and why that left me so bruised. (Consequently, I’ll have to start keeping a real journal again. A private one.)
What I do know is that although I have trouble blogging without it taking over my life, and making it that much harder to focus on making money . . . I also cannot live without it.
Writing is the hardest thing to do in a disciplined, consistent way. But it is also my life.