the gantlet

December 12th, 2011

My blogging has become pathetic as of late. I will spare you the boring details as to why as they all boil down to the most boring and First World problem in the universe: lack of time. Even I am tired of hearing how busy I am. Shut me up, please.

I have thought of switching to Tumblr, as if somehow this new format will allow me to do something somewhere between tweets and the long, long-form essay type blogs I tend to do.

But WTF, I can do that here, too.

I’m throwing down the gauntlet, at myself. Daily blogs. Bring the blogging back. And next year, when I am less busy (stop talking about that !) vlogs. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

The above photo is a gauntlet [actually, it is a gantlet. A gauntlet is a thing you walk through, says my ridiculous smart friend Marjorie, so I am now stupider than I thought] thrown, by the way. I probably use the term “throw down the gantlet” at least once per novel. I am fond of it. But I never actually imagined what it would look like. It looks like when C-3P0 lost his arm. I will have to reconsider using this phrase moving forward.

Oh, blogging, it’s good to be back.

  1. Love reading your blog, so I’m very much looking forward to your daily thoughts!

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