This is my 800th blog post on Sarah Rooftops. And also my first. The other 799 have all been archived. They’re still there in the background and some of them will be shared again in the future but for now I wanted to scratch things out and start afresh.
I feel like things lost their way a little bit the last year or so. Partly I mean in my real life which has been very good and very bad this year but rarely anything in between. Partly I mean on my blog because it’s hard to write with a consistent voice and consistent focus when your offline self is up and down. And partly I mean blogs in general – I’ve seen the creeping disillusionment, heard the chatter about commercialisation, exploitation and perceived greed, and while I believe this is an unsustainable blip, that there will be an advertising crash and a move back to more personal blogs in the future, I’m sad to see that a lot of my favourite writers have given up and stopped sharing in the meantime.
So I’ve spent a lot of time over the last few weeks thinking about the future of this blog. Did I want to keep it going and, if so, what did I need to change?
Yesterday, I read this post on Hygge House (found via Kate’s Twitter) and it echoed a lot of what I was thinking. One line in particular leapt out at me: “Instead of talking about life and helping each other discover new things or talk about ideas, we are selling to each other”.
I’m not going to talk about the selling right now (although I agree it’s gone too far) but the rest of that statement summed up exactly what I used to love about blogs and what I was originally trying to achieve with mine: talking about life; discovering new things; talking about ideas. In my case, with a largely positive mind set and a focus on adventures over possessions.
(There are still some bloggers out there writing that way. Some of my favourites are Make Do and Mend, Words That Can Only Be Your Own, Domestikated, Fiction Burns and Suzy Krause and the Skyscrapers. I would love to get some recommendations from you, too.)
Recently, the new things and ideas have slipped from my blog. The tone has been sardonic; the style has been haphazard; I’m less proud of what I’ve been putting out. And it’s time for that to stop.
So I’m chopping it right off, right here, right now. I’m starting all over again.
Hi! I'm a 30-something stay-at-home feminist mother-of-one. I live in Aberdeen, Scotland with my toddler, boyfriend and two black cats.