I not only blog every day; I also follow other writers’ blogs. I get used to their rhythms: whether they post daily, or a few times a week, or only occasionally. Blogging, and the chance to comment on what someone writes, is our only way of connecting.
One of the bloggers I’ve followed for some time, someone who wrote almost daily, hasn’t posted anything since October 2016. Periodically I check in, wondering if my “follow” on her site has been arbitrarily deleted by WordPress — which happens sometimes — and she’s writing but I just don’t know it. Nothing.
The feeling is a bit eerie, as if something may have befallen her. It’s a bit as if she and I were talking via cell, and the call went dead, and I never heard from her again. Surely if she’s intentionally chosen to end her blog, she would have posted that to let her regular readers know — which is what I’d do.
We lose touch with people over the course of our lifetimes, so perhaps this is nothing different. It just feels that way — to be writing steadily, and then not, and no way on a reader’s end to find out what happened.