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Before beginning anew in this medium already oversaturated with blogs, I did a lot of research – a lot of browsing and reading and thinking. What draws me to a particular blog? Why makes one so successful over another? What do I want and expect from blogging? I think the answer to all these things is simple, really: an honest voice. I am drawn to blogs with personality, a strong voice, but also an honest one. I love beautiful images and creative tutorials, but there are literally hundreds – thousands – of blogs out there that offer these very things. For me, what makes one truly stand apart is the honesty it imparts, a dose of reality in an idealistic society, the Dolly Parton of blogs, if you will – a pretty package all tied up with bows that also offers depth and wit, humanity and humility, when opened.

I recently read this New York Times article, now making waves across social media, and my first thought was this: who gives a shit? As a blogger (albeit an amateur one) and reader of blogs myself, I’d much prefer quality over quantity, yes? So if a blogger is feeling “burned out” with too much content and not enough heart, shouldn’t we support the decision and just, I don’t know, move on with our lives, happy that the inter webs are gaining a little less mediocrity and a little more merit? What is it that causes a blogger to burn out anyhow? Is it the constant need to “one up” and impress? The desire for perfection?

Frankly, the article shouldn’t have been about the burnout from blogging, it should have been about the unrealistic expectations we place on each other and ourselves, not as bloggers, but as people. I feel like bloggers are no longer writing for themselves or for their readers, but for each other. Somewhere along the line, the stakes became higher, the competition stronger, and somehow, the resolution to this became more. More projects, more content, more photos, more tweets. But MORE really isn’t the answer, is it?

Burnout can apply to any job, particularly a job in which you decide to work harder instead of smarter. Instead of taking the time to clean your desk and organize your files, you spend an extra hour or two a day rummaging through the chaos and pushing papers around. That’s working harder. Or rather than taking the time to clear the head, breathe the fresh air, and find a new perspective, you sit with head down and nose to the grinder, day in and day out. That’s working harder. Any man or machine, if overworked, will burn out. Period. Blogging isn’t any different. Once it becomes a means of financial support, it becomes a job, and every job, whether or not it began with passion and heart, has the potential for burnout.

No, my friends and fellow bloggers, MORE is definitely not the answer.

I like Erin Loechner’s philosophy of slow blogging. Blogging with intent. Imparting the story back into the post. Curating with passion and purpose. And this “less is more” philosophy can be applied to every aspect of life. Instead of slogging through the ranks, slow down and enjoy the process. Sleep in. Treasure your time with family and friends. Instead of capturing that perfect photo or thinking up a witty tweet, or updating your Facebook status, put down the phone (and back away, very, very slowly), the tablet away, and just BE. And find joy in that moment.


Yes, I think I can get behind this whole slow blogging thing and really enjoy the best of both worlds.

Did you read the New York Times article? What is your opinion? Have you found yourself in a slog lately and how do you hope to resolve it? I would love to hear your thoughts!


Every Accomplishment Starts With The Decision To Begin - Typography by TheMotivatedType


The best advice I have ever heard is this: just begin. So many people fail to accomplish their dreams simply out of fear of starting. And more often than not, that fear of starting is derived from a fear of failing…such a vicious cycle.

I know that I fall into that cycle 100%. I’m deathly afraid of failing. I can daydream all day long, of course, and often do. I have so many ideas running around my head – I feel inspired and motivated and full of passion, but when push comes to shove, I find myself stuck in the planning phase, become overwhelmed, and…quit. Frankly, I become paralyzed by my want for perfection.

But lately, miraculously, I’m more afraid of NOT trying than of failing. Perhaps it’s my 30’s finally kicking in and lighting a little fire under my ass.

This blog, for example, is my way of beginning (again). I didn’t necessarily fail in my previous attempt, but I became overwhelmed with what I considered “the competition,” and with a fairly spirited baby that refused to nap on top of my insane want for perfection, well, I just gave up. And more than anything, I really wanted to give my all towards this whole motherhood thing.

I still want to, and am giving my all towards motherhood, but that doesn’t give me the right to neglect myself. My heart is still in sharing, and designing, and creating. And I think I would be failing my child as well as myself if I didn’t pick myself back up, dust myself off, and begin again.

When you feel like quitting, remember why you started.


I have no doubt that I will have a few hiccups along the way, and I am certain there will be moments that I am lacking inspiration, passion, a voice. And will want to quit. I may even have a few moments of radio silence. But somewhere along the way, I will remember why I started in the first place, and will find my way back.


Jeans and Tee

Time, where have you gone? It was only yesterday that I was bracing the storm of my 20’s, living the unrealistic lifestyle of someone that cared too much and not at all within the same moment. Yes, the days of drinking a little too much, allowing the remnants of the night to float by with abandon, and still finding the luster of the following day.

But somewhere between the long nights and drama-filled abandon, I slipped into the next chapter of my life, the decades baring down on me and pulling me into a world with more weight – and so much more depth.

I admit, the first two years in this third decade were not a cake walk. There was a lot of doubt, there were marital problems, there was a miscarriage. And then there was a baby and the most indescribable joy I have ever felt. The ensuing exhaustion and self-doubt didn’t kick in until later, but this comes with the territory, yes?

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Time, it still continues to fly, but the memories I now create are not only for myself, but for this little dude I like to call Grey (or Master of Destruction, depending on the day). And in less than a month, this amazing little person with be a year old. A year! It still boggles my mind that this kid is even mine, and to think I’ve had him for almost a year…just…wow.

I still find myself flailing a little – or, in some moments, a lot – but I somehow know in that all-knowing, sixth sense kind of way, that this third year in this third decade is going to be an amazing one. I feel like my legs are a little more stable, my feet more firmly planted, my head a little more in the game, and my heart exactly where it’s supposed to be…

Me & G

Happy (belated) birthday to me, happy (future) birthday to G, and welcome to the new and improved Modage Cottage! 🙂