I have days when I really wish this blog were anonymous, or that I had another anonymous blog in which I could write without the kind of self-censorship that comes with knowing that many of my students, colleagues, and friends are reading along. I’m having a bit of a rough time right now, but the roughness of the time is entirely internal, and personal, all about my thought processes and emotional baggage, stuff I’d love to be able to write my way through, but that I don’t really want to share with the world. At least not with that segment of the world that knows who I am.
And so… I’m left wondering what to write about instead. I get up every morning and look at the blog, and think… nothing. I’ve got nothing. Which is, as you might expect, part of the problem.
In sum: pretty much the standard why I haven’t been blogging and log-jam breaking post. With any luck, an actual return to writing, soon.