So here's a thought.

I haven't written for a while now because I didn't really have much to say. If I'm honest, I am bored of this blog. It takes a lot of thinking to work out what to say and how to say it and wonder if I have disguised myself enough and if anyone has worked out who I am. Or if anyone cares. I have considered taking the blog down, but in truth I'm kind of attached to it. I like the idea that someone would actually care about what I have to say, and that they (you) might maybe and even enjoy reading it. Call me narcissistic but I like being noticed*. Or maybe no one is reading it at all and this is the literary equivalent of chucking pebbles down a well - but I really like writing. So here's an idea... I could just come out. Maybe not a tell-all, but a tell-some. I'm kind of tired of pretending to be someone I'm not, and the self-censorship is starting to get dull. I could scrub it all (now THERE is catharsis - deleting nearly 3 years of archive!) and start again. What do you think?

Anyone?

Anyone?

Bueller?

* Perversely, I am also very introverted and shy and have a standing arrangement with my husband to call Bingo for me on the rare occasion that I might play (against my will) and win. I don't like being looked at but I crave attention. Weird, I know.