When you realize you’re not a blogger

For years I have tried to convince myself that blogging is for me. I had hopes of becoming a great writer. When I realized I did not have the drive to do what it takes to author a novel, I thought that maybe blogging would be more my style. After my first blog, mostly stories about the life I had before losing my wife to cancer, was unsuccessful, I tried again with this current site. Both times the number of visitors was so low that my efforts to create readable material seemed a waste of time. For a while it felt somewhat therapeutic to share some things. But the goal of a blogger is more than just an online journal. That is what diaries are for. Perhaps if I had been the type of person who kept a life long journal or diary, I’d then have a collection of stories to share. But most of what I’ve written has been uninspiring and not even entertaining.

It’s been a long time since I wrote a post. Now that I visit my site today I realized that my opinions and the things I have to say are not anything that the general public has a desire to read. If you are going to be a writer, journalist or blogger you must have something to say and a passion for your message. Perhaps one day, I will find that I have a story that needs a voice but for now this is not the case. So this site will eventually fade away and My Hallway will be no more until one day when I am inspired to try again. So long for now.