Fare thee well.

During a delightful dinner with two of my favorite DC damsels, the subject of blogging (not surprisingly) came up. In response to my lamenting about having nothing to write about, one of my gal pals said, wisely, something to the effect of “I can’t force myself to write. I have to be inspired. It has to just hit me.”

I remember when blogging was like that for me. I would see something, hear something, read something—and a post would begin rumbling around in my head. More often than not, that spark of an idea turned into a piece of writing of which I was proud (some more than others, of course). Occasionally, those pieces entertained and provoked others, igniting debates and kindling friendships.

Lately, though, nothing has made that light bulb above my head start burning bright with creativity. There are many things going on in my life, but none of them move me to write. And if I don’t have any desire to write about something, I can guarantee that folks out there in the blogosphere—myself included—won’t want to read it. My passion for “Drawn to the Rhythm” has waned, and I feel guilty every time I visit the site and the date of my last quality post is farther and farther in the past.

Therefore, I have decided to put an end to this blog, in an attempt to exit gracefully and with some artistic dignity in tact. It was not an easy decision—this little site has meant more to me and done more for me than most of you will ever know. It helped me through many a heartbreak, introduced me to some of my most treasured friends, and challenged me in ways I never could have imagined.

I could take a hiatus, but that would merely be delaying the inevitable—and I have more respect for this blog and its role in my life than that. I must recognize that this relationship is over without denying its past importance. I must recognize that every exit provides a subsequent entry, and that, as my favorite poet (T.S. Eliot) wrote, “The end is where we start from.”

I suppose all of this is a bit melodramatic, but after two and a half years, dozens of happy hours, a few heated controversies, and countless laughs, I couldn’t just shut down the site without a teensy bit of explanation. So, there it is—thanks for everything, and I’ll see ya on the flip side.*




* My only remaining writing-related passion centers around food, so I hope to christen a new blog with that theme in mind. To be continued…