the Greater Nomadic Council

The Problem With Blogging

...is that it takes a lot of time. Fear not, this is not a prelude to my abandonment of the form, but as I've mentioned before, I expect my output to continue in its greatly decreased manner. Considering that I've already spent several hours at the computer today working on papers due tomorrow I lack the energy necessary to either do decent coverage of whatever political events happen to be going on right now, such as Cleland's picketing of Bush outside his ranch in Crawford (no doubt he's clearing more of that pesky brush his ranch seems so infected by), nor do I have the energy to write a relatively long and relatively obvious post about literature or culture. Maybe I'll post the short paper I'm working on right now (a close reading of an Elizabeth Bishop poem), but I seriously doubt anyone would care to read it as it's full of boring statements like "particularly interesting in these lines is the use of essentially the same image, that of stone, in two opposed ways to describe both the solid stillness of the iceberg and the flowing movement of the sea." Don't worry, that's just part of the first draft. I plan to make it much more jargon-laden and dull before I turn it in. All this is just a long way of apologizing for my reduced output while attempting to explain why it's likely to continue that way for the foreseeable future. Maybe this weekend, provided I've gotten far enough ahead on my reading, I can try to put up something a bit more substantial, but in the meantime, the blogosphere will have to make do with but a pale shadow of my former blogging self.