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Dark - LBC Post

I have missed nearly every post of my group the Loose Blogging Consortium, for the last month.  There are quite a few unfinsihed drafts lurking in my blog, but sadly, I never seem to have moulded them into a finished product.

At the moment, I'm preparing to return to my native Dublin for a month. Although we are not moving for another few days (ten!) we have a lot to do, so I can safely  won't do any regular posts for a while. This is only making official what has been going on (or not going on rather!) for some time now.   I'm afraid my blog has gone dark.  Nothing but old posts and spam comments.

I'll try to post when I get a chance, in case there are any readers left (well, I have at least one, I know that much!).  Hopefully, I'll return from my holiday in Dublin refreshed and recharged.  I've been so jaded lately, all my writing has just come to a standstill.  Maybe a change of scenery is just what I need.  I haven't been at home to Ireland for the last fourteen years, so a trip home is overdue.

So I'm asking my LBC group and anyone else who might stop by to bear with me until I come back in July.  I hope I'll have replenished my well of inspiration by then.

This is the weekly post for my blogging group, the Loose Blogging Consortium.  We post weekly (usually simultaneously) on a given topic and visit each other to see the different takes we have on the same topic.  We are, in alphabetical order, DeliriousRummuser,  GrannymarMagpieMaria SFocdwriterPadmumPaul,Rohit , The Old Fossil and Will.  If you have time, please visit my friends too.  This topic 'Dark' was suggested by Will Knott.    


  1. Have a great trip and travel safe. I will be waiting here for your posts whenever they appear.

  2. Enjoy yourself and bring back some refreshment for me, too!

  3. gaelikaa, funny to think of you so much closer by (less than an hour as the crow flies). Fourteen years? That's a long time. The kids must be excited to get to know the 'motherland'.

    I dearly hope the break from your usual routine will give you what you hope for. Sometimes a well is a little spent (jaded as you put) and needs replenishing. Wishing you a great time. Don't forget to pack your toothbrush.


  4. Have a great HOLIDAY! Don't even think...just float with the tide.

    Take care.

  5. Travel safely and enjoy the adventure. I look forward to meeting you in person at some stage over your time in Ireland.

  6. Hi Gaelika,

    I have been following your blog, but never left a comment. Yours is a very interesting and engaging blog. I have read most of the old posts as well.

    Have a great time with your family.


  7. Do have a wonderful time. Enjoy yourself and come away relaxed and happy. The LBC writers do understand and we will all wait patiently for hearing from you.

  8. Thanks everyone for your good wishes. I'm unable to access my blog right now for some reason but I just wanted to post here - whatever way!

  9. Hope your trip was fun and warm, Maria.

    I am a new to the LCB, hope we communicate when you return.

    Blessings - Maxi

  10. I’ve been a follower on your blog for a while now and would like to invite you to visit and perhaps follow me back. Sorry I took so long for the invitation

  11. Hi Maria. I've been thinking of you and missing you from the old NaBloPoMo days. I googled your name and here I am. Looking forward to your return.

    Syd Perry


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