Here’s the thing. When I started writing Island Fairy, it was a completely different creature. It was a sort of diary where I would drop a few lines each day, recounting the events of the day or things that were taking up the most space in my mind (like THIS, for example). I was a newlywed doing a job I could barely tolerate and most of my energy went towards raising my then only child who was four years old.
A couple of years later, social media ‘outed’ my humble blog, leading to a growth in its readership which, in turn, led to several crises. I felt like an impostor. I felt self-conscious. I was afraid the new readers would think me vain for writing about my life. I was just another mum trying to juggle work and family, living the most uneventful of lives. I was extremely aware of the fact that many of the people who were now reading about my daily struggles also saw me buying groceries at the supermarket or picking my children up from school. I overanalysed everything I wrote before I hit publish and, for a while, I lost joy in blogging. I still wrote but most of what I did write never made it to the computer screen.
I have now reached a point where writing is no longer just an option. It is a need as much as eating and sleeping are. I could write elsewhere (and I do, both on paper and on another secret blog) but Island Fairy (the name of which I don’t particularly love anymore) is still very close to my heart. When I share something here, I know I am sharing it with those people who have supported me from the first day (here’s looking at you, Mark). I know that there are readers who look forward to reading new posts and always make sure to show me their love and opinions after reading my latest rant.
You must be wondering what I’m trying to say. Well, I’ve decided to try blogging more frequently again. I won’t only hit publish on the posts which make it through my vetting system. I will include thoughts and anecdotes from daily life, just as I used to do six years ago.
If this means that I’ll bore some people or raise a few eyebrows, then so be it. I hope you’ll stick around. If you don’t, I will totally understand. Thank you for reading (seriously, thank you)!