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No, it wasn't a planned hiatus. The problem is that, once there has been a significant break in formerly regular posting, a certain psychological pressure starts to build: the first post to break the spell should surely be a phenomenal one!

The usual excuses apply - life has been busy: work, family, interests. But the same is true for just about everyone out there.

I suppose part of it is the idea that blogging should be something one wants to do, not something one is obliged to do.

True as that might be, I have also in the past found that if you do not force yourself to write on the odd day where you feel unmotivated, it becomes more and more difficult to write again. Put differently - writing every day makes it easier to keep writing every day.

Another excuse is the dissatisfaction with the quality of writing, which suffers in favor of the quantity. Perhaps, I thought, instead of blogging, I can work at things where I actually revise after I wrote, where I might polish, and where something might grow into a worthwhile piece of writing.
Nice thought, but as you have no doubt guessed, not much "real" writing took place in the interim either.

I think the best answer is the fact that I got out of the habit of blogging, and whenever I thought I would start again, I would run into the timing problem. The time when I have the opportunity to think over things, wonder at the beauty around me, and compose pieces in my head is during my commute; the drive gives me time to reflect. The problem is that, when I step out of the vehicle, I step into either work with lots of things to do, or home, with family (and lots of things to do).

And so blogging has suffered. I have lots of posts floating around in my head - I guess we'll have to see how it goes.