Well, not much has changed in the last few years. I continue to read, continue to swear I’m going to post more here, even draft a few reviews. And then – I never hit publish.

Most of the time work is so all consuming (usually at least a 10 hour work day) so I could lay the blame there. With Monday through Friday spoken for, how am I expected to do anything on the weekends except the stuff that doesn’t happen during the week? The usual adult responsibilities – groceries, laundry, cleaning, family obligations.

Here’s the catch, though. Like all book lovers I know I’m not the only one who uses what little time they do have to actually read. But, it seems, reading is all I have made much time for, not leaving space to write reviews, write my own novels or do much else for joy.

So here I am, yet again, typing an apologetic post for this blog that Katie and I came up with years ago, that she’s the only one who seems to actually commit time to.

How am I going to fix it and what started the shame spiral?