I had no ethical qualms about blogging about my daughter when she was little. My parenting of her was intertwined with the stories and songs I learned. As she grows older, I am drawing back from writing about things that are potentially intrusive to her privacy.
I used to write under a nom de plume. It wasn't that I had anything in particular to hide, but there was some grace in being able to write and have friendships without worries that my real name was out there for people to see. At one point, I caved in to what I perceived to be pressure not to be anonymous, and added my name to the blog. Something changed after that. I felt more exposed and less willing to take chances with writing. I have tried not to "overshare" on the internet, but still, I'm uncomfortable. I've given up too much of my privacy.
That may be a good deal of why this has been a reticent blog for the last while. I've not wanted to let the online friendships slip away, and blogs help keep conversations going. I care about books, music, science, and textiles, but the drive to write about them doesn't manifest itself in blog form anymore.
This is not the end of the blog, nor is it my last blog post, but it's only fair to acknowledge that the regular writing is done, at least for this time. I will update on occasion. I don't want to lose touch with you.
Update: If you would like to read occasional updates from me, please send an email to: saintsandspinners [at] gmail [dot] com.