I've made a rather sad decision. It wasn't easy to make, but I've come to realize in the last few weeks that it's the right decision. I've decided that I'm going to stop blogging. I've had the blog up for about three years now, and it's been enjoyable. But in those three years, I've also moved about four times, gotten a master's degree, bought a house, and (this being the biggest issue of all) spent way too much time on the internet. I also realized something that bothered me the other day when I was unpacking my books (again...). As I sorted through them, I saw so many books I loved, but then I thought, "Oh, I can't read that now, because it isn't something for the blog," or, "I can't read that again, because I've already blogged about it." In other words, my reading is revolving around the blog, and not the other way around. Were I blogging for a bigger purpose -- that is, reviews at the request of someone else -- that would be fine. But I blog just for my own pleasure. Apparently, I no longer read just for my own pleasure, and that's the exact opposite of a habit I've developed over a lifetime.
In addition, there are other things I used to do and enjoy that have fallen off a bit since I started spending so much time online. I cooked, baked, gardened, drew, played the piano, and so forth. Those are the things that make life beautiful (to me, at least), and I need to go back to doing them. It's not that I haven't done them at all, but they used to fill my spare time in ways that the web has come to do so recently.
So, as of August 1st, I'm putting the blog into private mode. I won't delete it altogether, because it does represent a lot of work on my part. And there might come a time in the future when I feel like blogging again. But for now, I need to find my equilibrium, and I don't think I can do that on the internet.