I expect not. Though now you’ve had this reminder perhaps it’s occurred to you that it’s been a while since I posted.
Don’t fetch your cuppa, though. This is merely a stopgap. Not a fully fledged rant, nor a eulogy, nor reminiscence.
I just wanted to confirm that I’m still around. (I worry about bloggers who vanish – sometimes the reason’s not welcome.)
So, here I am. Still writing, just not writing blog posts. Because I’ve started a new writing project. And it’s diverted me from everything else.
It’s a sort of voyage of discovery.
Revealing a bizarre, interconnected world. One that’s been there all along, I just haven’t noticed.
Like one of those colouring books we had as children – you dip your brush in your jam jar of water, paint the empty page and – ooh!
One minute there’s nothing, next there’s a picture. Magic.
Although I’ve been out and about (a post with pictures soon, perhaps) I’m restricting myself, this time, to my own small patch of territory.
Looking in. And up. And around. And liking it.
Because so much of what’s going on out there, in our crazy, war-torn, unpredictable world, is way beyond my comprehension. And I won’t let it drive me to despair.
No doubt it will impinge, though, the messy human world – and the rants and the eulogies will resume.
Of course, if the other project fizzles out too soon, then you might just find that here.
It’s not just the world that can be unpredictable.