I'm just writing this to say that I'm going to let this site go quiet for a while. I know, I know, I've done it before without saying a word, why do so now, blah blah blah.
I am really doing this for me. Because to be quite honest, that's all it has ever been: me rambling to myself. I am the only constant here, so I need to tell myself I am not going to write anymore. I know it sounds weird, but you creative types out there know what I mean. There is nothing more devastating to a wannabe writer than a blank page. And that is all this has been. A repeated torture session of blank pages.
I really don't have any reason or motivation to continue. I can't make up my mind what I want this site to be. I can't even decide how I want to write a freaking book review, for crap's sake. There isn't any real demand for my two cents, except that which I create for myself. And despite this, I still beat myself up for not doing anything, simply because I think I must. And I can't do that anymore.
I'm tired, guys. I'm tired of trying, of forcing myself to do something I get nothing out of. So I am consciously and willingly shutting off. No promises to update, no affirmations of "just write" or any of those stupid platitudes. No shame at seeing another empty page.
I've got nothing interesting to say. About anything. And it's time I realized it.