Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
I will post... something... akin to your nothing then add to it later in the day. I had to be careful in Thailand due to the 12 hour difference. "Brilliance" happens when my inner light goes on. Somedays I survive in darkness.
I like the way you think. I have the same problem, but it sometimes lasts all day long. And, not only for blogging, but also for commenting. Perhaps I need to develop "The Nothing Comment".
Something like this:
I read what you wrote and commented; you can now read what I wrote.
Well stated. I'm only here because I need to get my blog interaction over with quickly, though I feel bad saying it. Thankfully you're a good humored sort
I don’t think the 1% risk is something we can just ignore. While some may say people are overreacting or merely selling stories, I refuse to just stand by and watch. After all, someone has to protect the world.
Yesterday I realised that, apart from my music posts, I only post about old age these days. Obviously, this is a result of my having reached an age that even I consider old but I suppose I ought to strive to extend my outlook beyond the narrow confines of my own experience, if only to keep the young and middle aged entertained.
The problem then becomes that I have pontificated often enough in the past on those more youthful ages of man and I really don't want to repeat myself. Even that is presuming that you were listening at the time, which is surely an almost life-threatening presumption, if you ask me.
So I am left with the proposition that I should write about what interests me now, rather than set myself up as some sort of archaeologist of ancient pre-history. And what interests me at present is this phenomenon of ageing. It seems I might as well get on with it.
All of which turns out to be a long-winded way of saying that I post about old age and, if you don't like it, why are you reading it?
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