Please forgive this hack if the quality of my work takes a hit over the next week or two (yes, it could actually get worse), but I really am unable at present to summon the enthusiasm to write very much.
disinclination to write may have something to do with being on holiday
and doing pretty much nothing. Nothingness can quickly multiply into
more nothingness, until there is so much nothingness in my world that I
am at risk of being sucked into a vacuum.
contributing factor towards my general post-Christmas laziness is the
lack of anything interesting going on in the world to get cross over.
Oh, sure, there is stuff actually going on. Like earthquakes, murders
and car crashes. But my general reaction to such tragedies is pretty
much the same as anyone else's. Whether it is sadness, moral outrage or
shock, it doesn't make for good blogging material unless it is something
I have a particular view on.
This time of year
provides us with the very worst in TV entertainment, together with
numerous "best of" and "worst of" articles in the newspapers. I can only
speculate that these articles become so predominant at this time of
year because most of the journalists and politicians are on holiday, and
these things can be written in advance. I can't be bothered right now
compiling my own "best of" or "worst of" list because, well, that would
require effort. And there's no way I could come up with anything as stupid as this.
imagine that a few more days of sun, the beach and good food and wine
might move me to actually engage my brain, but don't count on it.