I've been letting something consume me lately. I've forgotten why I started blogging.
In the beginning, I did it for myself. I enjoyed it. It was sweet, nice . . . me. But lately, I've been thinking of ways I could write for you. I lost myself in it. I became a slave to writing things that I thought might appeal to you.
Then it started to feel fake, you know? Where did I go? I'm having to start all over again. With myself. Priorities. First it's the Lord. Then my family. Then everything writerly. Things will fall into place if I only remember this every single time!
What things take over in your life? How do you stop, pull out, and start all over?