in black.  More like back from the black.  It's been awhile since I blogged, and while I don't really have any valid excuses for not writing, I think I may have determined something that has been preventing me from writing more.
Basically it's this:  my approach to blogging got too cerebral.  I spent too much time thinking about things, outlining, planning, etc., and not enough time actually writing.  This over-thinking began to take place because I gave myself an unnatural standard to achieve with my writing.  It was like I couldn't write unless what I did write was going to be so good it could be published without any substantial revision.  I've realized that I was not only more productive as a writer, but what I did write was usually pretty good and enjoyable to read when I didn't take myself too seriously.  I need to write because it brings me happiness and contentment, and that's all.  I can't feel like I need to produce a masterpiece every time I sit down to blog.  It's just got to flow freely and naturally.
I hope consciously acknowledging this hang up will let me overcome it and write as frequently as I once did.  It seems like I'm not the only one who is less prolific these days.  Is the general enthusiasm for blogging waning?  I hope not.  I won't delude myself into thinking that I am going to lead the blogging renaissance, but I will do my part.