Friday, April 27, 2007
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Only two days to go until my fourth blogiversary and you can expect a new look over here. Every so often I get an irresistible urge to change my surroundings which sometimes takes the form of moving heavy furniture or painting walls a different colour or even relocating to another country. But a blog is not unlike a physical environment and re-inventing it is a bit less drastic than any of the above. Let's just say I've been thinking.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
THE BOOK LAUNCH REPORT, FINALLY
A voice keeps nagging in my head: get back to the blog, blog the launch, blog the blog, tote that barge, lift that pail, lalalalala or you'll land in jail. No, that's ridiculous, but if I stay away from the blog too long I will, in fact, lose all of you, my blogging buddies. If bloggers I often visit stop posting for long enough, I stop visiting them. So why should others not do unto me as I undo unto them?
The problem occurs when the sense of duty takes over from the sense of fun.
Have to blog = bad.
Want to blog = good.
To tell the truth, I just haven't felt the urge to blog, or the urge to do anything at all lately . The build-up to the book launch took so much effort then there was the excitment of the day itself and then I had my sister staying for a few days and hence a lot of Going Out but now it's back to normal: ie more STGN. You don't know what those letters stand for? I'll let you guess. Whoever gets it right gets a free book.You're asking : how did it go?
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
It happens, doesn't it? Not a desire to give up blogging. Not at all. Just a temporary lull, when writing even the shortest post is too much effort and merely clicking on the links to favourite blogs, or to anything at all, is too much. Maybe it's just that I'm tired of effort in general at the moment, especially the kind of teeth-grinding effort required for self-promotion. When does it stop, the necessity to get attention? Not attention for one's self - that's irrelevant, unless you're a performer or a politician - but for the work, the offspring of one's mind.