Yesterday we got a new computer. I’ve gotten everything mostly set up on it, but I’ve still got the old computer running as well until I make sure that everything I need on the new computer is there. It’s a bit confusing having two computers running at once (I keep trying to type on the wrong keyboard), but pretty soon everything will be set up and I’ll be able to salvage a few bits from the old system and then donate the rest to a worthy cause.
So, while I realize that I promised to write more often, things have been a little crazy. To be honest, I don’t really even have the time to go messing around with a new computer. Two weeks from tomorrow I’m supposed to be giving an informal presentation, followed by a formal version of that same presentation two weeks after that. Needless to say, with my recent illness I am extremely behind schedule. In fact, I would say I’m frighteningly behind schedule. So now that I’ve got everything running more or less the way I need it to run, I’m going to be devoting the rest of my time to this presentation (the writing of the presentation itself probably won’t take that long, maybe two or three days, but reading and categorizing the hundreds of tales that will form the raw material for the presentation may take a little while).
I’d like to think that at some point life is going to become less insane at some point and I’m suddenly going to have oodles of free time to just sit down and write everything I want to write. I’d also like to think that some long lost relative is going to leave me his or her fortune and I will be able to retire to a tropical island. Both scenarios are equally likely (which is to say: not very). I am just going to have to come to grips with the reality that life will most likely be oscillating between insanely busy and just busy for the foreseeable future.
Anyway, besides not having all that much time to write, I am feeling nothing in the motivation department either. Even writing this feels like squeezing half-hardened cement out of a toothpaste tube. I was going to say that it feel like something else, but this is a family show. Suffice it to say that the words are not coming easy.
OK. Enough. I am alive, and there will come a day when the Liminality we once knew will return. Today, however, is not that day. Thanks for dropping by, though.