I've been discontent for a long time now with reading and blogging. I haven't wanted to admit it, but I think that my sporadic blogging has made it apparent that something was up. When I first started blogging, I was much more consistent and passionate about what I was reading and being more involved in the blogosphere. The endless stream of books that came my way (whether it was through word of mouth or through my mailbox) was an exciting adventure and I never grew tired of it.
But then at some point I started not to seek out more books to read, and because of my diminishing interest in reading, I had less to say or blog about. I tried memes, but I grew tired of those and stopped doing them. Rather than fill up my blog posts with empty memes, I opted to not post as often because I would rather post quality than quantity. But that lack of passion for blogging still lingered, and I couldn't shake it off. I tried to by reading more but the more I forced myself to pick up more books, the less books I read and ultimately I was fed up with myself for turning into the kind of reader I never thought I'd be: an inconsistent one. I gave up on books, or put them down even though I was interested in them. I couldn't figure out what was happening with me, and I still don't have an answer for why this is happening.
I haven't wanted to mention this, but after reading Chelle's post (which is much more eloquent than mine, btw) I felt relieved to know that I wasn't alone in this and that it was time to admit it to myself and to my readers. So...I feel like I've disappointed those of you that still come to my site--I've let this long-term burn-out or whatever it is take a hold of me and I haven't been updating as I used to. I'm sorry if I have let any of my readers down--I never meant to do that, but I didn't want to let my discontented feelings take over the blog (hence the prolonged silence on my end). I've toyed with the idea of closing down the site but I don't think I'm quite ready to let go yet; I still want to stick around but I'm still trying to cope with this weird funk I've fallen into. So I won't be making any promises of updating weekly or posting interviews or the like...I don't want to make promises and not keep them. I'm just going to let the blog--and myself--breathe and not force anything for now.
I wonder, has anyone had this happen to them before? Have you experienced long-term burn-out or anything of the sort? How did you pull yourself out of it?