Please do have a seat! I was just admiring my many leatherbound books. I used to write myself, you see. Nothing fancy, just a weblog of my musings, preserved for all time in annals of cyberspace. Hmm? No, no, no, my good man. That’s “annals”, with two “n”s. I can see how you might be confused, what with the reputation of the world wide web these days.
In any case, a recent spate of pleasure-reading has inspired me to return to the craft at which I am so utterly unskilled, unnoticed, and unimpressive. What can I say? It’s a calling. Yes, those of us who spend many hours a day carving beauty from the marble of the English language have no choice but to open our fingertips and let the fruit of our verdant minds pour forth onto our keyboards.
Anyone have a tissue? That last bit of creative effluence appears to be interfering with the “b” key and the spacebar.
I’ve been realizing of late the need to return to writing on my blog, especially because of starting teaching. I’m glad you’re back at it, I’ve always loved reading your posts.