Ebbs and Flows — Red Said

Time to get personal, y'all. This blog has been left to its own devices for far too long. Sure, that'll happen when you enter that blessed-yet-stressful thing called Full-Time Employment; this time last year, I was focusing all my energy on writing and exploring the music landscape. Now I've dialed back my blogging (both here and elsewhere) in favor of some truly enriching day jobs, and since starting at Pulse a few weeks ago, I've been happily exploring new social media terrain. But here's the thing: I miss it. I miss writing for me, I miss stumbling upon a new artist and thinking they're the Second Coming (don't pretend you don't do that, music bloggers). I miss being part of the discussion. I haven't had the emotional oomph to write for fun in a long time, but I think it's starting to come back. I can't tell you how great it felt to get that itch again.

I try not to use this as a personal, 'let's talk about feelings' sort of blog, but I think I will for a while. I've been in a bit of a rut, and I want my mojo back, thankyouverymuch. I want desperately to be sparked by music again (and I know I'll get there), but in the meantime, bear with me as I cast the topical net wider. I called this post 'Ebbs and Flows' because that's what life feels like right now: I may be past the dry spell, but things aren't steady yet.