Jan-Mar, 2019: Not Blogging, But Reading
I want to blog. Really, I do, but I'm having the most terrible time with it. Unpacking all the reasons why would look like self-pity and probably tax your patience.
I thought perhaps if I came here and admitted it straight out, my blogging mojo would be returned to me, with or without a stern lecture delivered by a steely-eyed muse. Here's hoping.
I have been reading, though. I promise. So far, for 2019, 11 books are in the books. Good stuff. I hope to catch up here soon. Maybe this fragile, skittery post will break this block.
Here's what's in progress on my bedside table:
1. Rin Tin Tin - Susan Orlean.
2. An American Marriage - Tayari Jones.
3. Middlemarch - George Eliot
and, in the car:
4. Dopesick - Beth Macy
I thought perhaps if I came here and admitted it straight out, my blogging mojo would be returned to me, with or without a stern lecture delivered by a steely-eyed muse. Here's hoping.
I have been reading, though. I promise. So far, for 2019, 11 books are in the books. Good stuff. I hope to catch up here soon. Maybe this fragile, skittery post will break this block.
Here's what's in progress on my bedside table:
1. Rin Tin Tin - Susan Orlean.
2. An American Marriage - Tayari Jones.
3. Middlemarch - George Eliot
and, in the car:
4. Dopesick - Beth Macy
1 comment:
The blogging mojo: it'll return! We've all been there, and thankfully it's not a state that persists. Meanwhile, read on, brave Bybee... We have Middlemarch to march through.
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