I’ve tried my best to keep this blog as impersonal as possible, there are times when you hit a wall so thick you’re willing to try anything to break through. For the last several months, I’ve become more and more unable to write. What I do write comes out sounding forced or inadequate for what I am trying to describe. I’ve lived in the Middle East for nine months now, in one of the more emotionally draining regions, and I’ve surrounded myself on a day-to-day basis with a lot of misery and suffering, resulting in general melancholia. This combined with a natural fear of uncertainty about my abilities (writing in particular) and station in life (broke, without career or family, nearing late 20’s) has left me bereft of any motivation or ability to write well. I can’t even update my family and friends on what is going on.
I have plenty of things to write about. I hope that this personal note will help motivate me to write again. I know not a lot of people read this blog in general, and probably less do now that I’ve stopped updating so frequently. However, writing should be for oneself. Someone once told me that you’re not really a writer if you need an audience. I agree and will make a concerted effort to do better in the coming days. Any support you can give me will be appreciated, of course, and I’ve received notes from some of you asking why I haven’t updated. Truthfully, these have been enormously helpful notes. Bear with me as I try and get my life back together.