My laziness feels boundless these days. Another Sunday, another week about to start, another week of getting nothing done. Have I suddenly become too tired to read in the evenings? Have I become too idle to work on posts on Saturday afternoons, or is Mad Men just too addictive? Even the low-budget, 70′s-era Yorkshire Dales goodness of All Creatures Great and Small is enough to keep me from even starting to read Evelina, let alone actually use my brain to write something.
Perhaps I should do laundry instead of getting down my thoughts on Matthew Bramble—or perhaps I should just take a nap. But blogging feels like Getting Things Done, and Getting Things Done actually makes me feel better. It’s just that jump-start that can be so hard.
This past week was Book Blogger Appreciation Week, and though I didn’t participate I did want to take advantage of it by getting out there and reading some more blogs, adding some stuff to Google Reader, trying to maybe become a little more conversation-oriented (something tells me a John Galt challenge does not quite fit that bill, no matter how attractive). But even that has not really happened as lately I can hardly bear to stare at a computer screen for more than the required eight hours daily.
As you can see I am discontented, but only with myself. I was in a similar mood before I read Humphry Clinker and then how damn good it was was just a revelation: “Ave Nicole, the eighteenth century has some good shit, you should read more of it. PS, you already knew that.” Yes, I did, and I already know my mood will improve as soon as I actually start writing this blog for the week. And a rambling Sunday Salon post does not count.
We all get like this sometimes. And BBAW, as great as it was, was a light reading week for me because I was too busy blogging as well as being uninspired by the read I was in. But it seems that you already know what will cure your ills so get writing. Happy reading (everything) this week!
Yes, I got writing and I am cured! Seriously, I just laid out the week ahead, and while at 11:30am I was feeling very “oh noes, work is so soon!” now it’s 4:30pm and I’m thinking “sweet, still a ton of Sunday to go.” Oh my what irrational creatures we are!
I know how you feel. But look upon a slump as a fallow period, absolutely necessary sometimes to prepare the mind for creativity ahead. I can see from your comment above that it did sort of work that way! Blogging is great, in that it can be very simple and honest and offer a useful expression of something we all recognise in our every day lives, and therefore a point in which we can all share. So every post counts in some way. :)