Twice recently, I’ve threatened to take a break [Horses of NYC 2017, What’s Up]. Now, I’m doing it. I’m going to stop blogging for a while.
The previously mentioned reasoning still holds [Up]. I like where the blog is. What I lack is content. Usually by Friday, I have the weekend’s posts written and next week’s ideas drafted.
I have run out of things to say, or for today, things to photograph. Zero in the idea bank. Mental gas tank on empty. I realize this represents a failure of imagination on my part rather than a failure of the universe to supply material.
Yes, weekly/semi-weekly posts are an option, as are intermittent posts. However, I know myself. Without the solid daily deadline, potential posts would dissolve into a puddle of procrastination. Just ask my unwritten, Hugo-winning science fiction novel.
I may be done. I may be back in a week. Quod futurum incertum est. Qui Sait? Reply hazy, ask again later.
Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott










