You might expect a "muse-athon" from me this week--a sudden outpouring of thoughts, dreams, ideas, humor, and, of course, whining, long overdue. How has it come to pass that I haven't published anything since April 2016?!
Well, there are lots of reasons--work, life, love, moving, vacation, head cold, mass murder, an overheated summer, a lack of interest in words, in thinking, and in expressing opinions in this wordy American election season. There are only so many times that even I can rage against the Orange Julius machine that is Donald Trump, issue an eye-roll in the direction of the over-earnestness of Bernie Sanders and Hillary Clinton devotees, or prattle on about my American expat/Canadian misfit adventures.
It should be noted that while I didn't publish anything, I did indeed write, or at least start to write, several blog posts. Some of those will start to show up on the scroll this week, while others will be discarded, no longer seeming relevant or interesting. It's probably a big assumption on my part that the ones that have survived and are to be published are relevant and interesting, but humor me, please.
All is well, more or less. There have been some bumps since the spring, but I think I've survived most of them quite well and might even be thriving in some areas of my existence. I'd like to share more and probably will in time. Right now, giving you a bulleted list that includes items such as "entering my albums into the Discogs site," "watched every episode of 7de Laan," and "Orlando massacre" seems incredibly banal, sad, and inappropriate.
And speaking of banal, I just burned this morning's oatmeal while trying to write this short passage. Perhaps I still can't be trusted with opining and functioning like an adult simultaneously, but that surely hasn't stopped most of the Western world from running for elected office, creating "reality" TV shows, praising Beyonce ad nauseam, and invading countries illegally. Why should I give pause to writing and sharing my low-wattage thoughts, actions, and reactions?
Good, I thought you might agree . . . .
Well, there are lots of reasons--work, life, love, moving, vacation, head cold, mass murder, an overheated summer, a lack of interest in words, in thinking, and in expressing opinions in this wordy American election season. There are only so many times that even I can rage against the Orange Julius machine that is Donald Trump, issue an eye-roll in the direction of the over-earnestness of Bernie Sanders and Hillary Clinton devotees, or prattle on about my American expat/Canadian misfit adventures.
It should be noted that while I didn't publish anything, I did indeed write, or at least start to write, several blog posts. Some of those will start to show up on the scroll this week, while others will be discarded, no longer seeming relevant or interesting. It's probably a big assumption on my part that the ones that have survived and are to be published are relevant and interesting, but humor me, please.
All is well, more or less. There have been some bumps since the spring, but I think I've survived most of them quite well and might even be thriving in some areas of my existence. I'd like to share more and probably will in time. Right now, giving you a bulleted list that includes items such as "entering my albums into the Discogs site," "watched every episode of 7de Laan," and "Orlando massacre" seems incredibly banal, sad, and inappropriate.
And speaking of banal, I just burned this morning's oatmeal while trying to write this short passage. Perhaps I still can't be trusted with opining and functioning like an adult simultaneously, but that surely hasn't stopped most of the Western world from running for elected office, creating "reality" TV shows, praising Beyonce ad nauseam, and invading countries illegally. Why should I give pause to writing and sharing my low-wattage thoughts, actions, and reactions?
Good, I thought you might agree . . . .
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