Dearie Me

What a long time without a post. And I have to say I left it with a less than couth title. 

I could blame it on being busy, or not having things to write about, and yada yada yada. 

The problem is, I haven't felt like writing. I want to, there's so much to opine about, but where to start? And where to stop? 

I could write about relationships, love, sex, emotions, but in the years since I started writing this blog I've learned to keep more of that shit private, for better or worse. If you want to know, have a drink with me in a pub somewhere. And this way, it doesn't hurt anyone else's feelings. And as I've excluded myself from the possibility of having a relationship for the foreseeable future, I'm not really in a position to grumble about it.

I could write about politics, but for fuck's sake. What is there to talk about except everything everyone has already said? It's depressing, the state of half the governments in the world is depressing, and me hammering out some position here isn't going to do much except maybe get the ten people who read it to nod and murmur "I agree."

I can't write about work, because non-disclosure agreements and all that. But I'm working on the road, doing rock and roll touring, and it's nice to enjoy the shows again. Hours are long, I don't know what day it is (or even what city or time zone we're in), but it's definitely keeping me out of trouble.

Friends? Sailing? Death? Taxes? Personal Hygiene? The State of Young People Today? Meh. 

But here I am, managed to fill a post about all the things I haven't been writing about. And looking at how I was doing back at the beginning of the year, a whole blog a week (!) and it makes me feel guilty I couldn't keep up the momentum. 


I'm currently chipping away at a new story. Two pages in. I'm managing maybe a couple of lines a day. And maybe, just maybe, drivelling on here will somehow kick my arse in gear, push me into getting that other shit written. We'll see. It's not like I don't have time on the bus, from city to city to state to province (we're in Canada right now). I'm deleting the games off my laptop. I'm not buying any more books for my kindle. I'm going to sit and stare at this bloody screen til I have something tangible to post here.