Now . . . where was I? That’s a really good question in light of my failure to post even a single blog entry in almost four months. I guess that one way to answer it is to take the question literally and borrow the reply that the missus and I have become accustomed to us
ing when asked how we dealt with “empty nest syndrome” this year with all three of our daughters away at college. Framing the “where” between a visit to our youngest daughter in Pennsylvania last October and a trip to Iowa this past weekend for our oldest daughter’s graduation from college (we also visited her about a month ago), we cheerfully respond: “London . . . Paris . . . New York . . . Santa Fe . . . Exuma (in the Bahamas).” Not a bad answer . . .
But it’s not the complete answer—and thus not a fully accurate answer—as all of those travels should have provoked any number of blog posts . . . and they may yet. The no-less-literal but far-less-romantic answer to the question is: “I was at a committee meeting.” Seriously, the past three or months have been my worst nightmare: just one meeting after another after another . . . which made the whole semester feel like one long meeting. I hate meetings . . . and by association I hate anyone and everyone I have to have a meeting with . . . which means I end up hating pretty much everyone in my small world. Not good . . . My spirit was just drained right out of me . . . and so were my words.
But now that the semester is pretty much all wrapped up—just the proverbial crossing of a few i’s and dotting of a few t’s left—I plan to return to musing regularly in this blog spot on matters literary, musical, and otherwise. I also have a trip to Dublin in the works—if that doesn’t generate a few blog posts then maybe there’s something more wrong with my life than a surfeit of meetings!
So stay tuned . . .
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PS: I am also reactivating my other blog, Irish Matters, which I haven't added to for a full year. In fact, it has a new post, a little piece on Seamus Heaney’s “bog poems,” scheduled to be launched at 8:00 a.m. on Tuesday, June 1st. Check it out!
ing when asked how we dealt with “empty nest syndrome” this year with all three of our daughters away at college. Framing the “where” between a visit to our youngest daughter in Pennsylvania last October and a trip to Iowa this past weekend for our oldest daughter’s graduation from college (we also visited her about a month ago), we cheerfully respond: “London . . . Paris . . . New York . . . Santa Fe . . . Exuma (in the Bahamas).” Not a bad answer . . .But it’s not the complete answer—and thus not a fully accurate answer—as all of those travels should have provoked any number of blog posts . . . and they may yet. The no-less-literal but far-less-romantic answer to the question is: “I was at a committee meeting.” Seriously, the past three or months have been my worst nightmare: just one meeting after another after another . . . which made the whole semester feel like one long meeting. I hate meetings . . . and by association I hate anyone and everyone I have to have a meeting with . . . which means I end up hating pretty much everyone in my small world. Not good . . . My spirit was just drained right out of me . . . and so were my words.
But now that the semester is pretty much all wrapped up—just the proverbial crossing of a few i’s and dotting of a few t’s left—I plan to return to musing regularly in this blog spot on matters literary, musical, and otherwise. I also have a trip to Dublin in the works—if that doesn’t generate a few blog posts then maybe there’s something more wrong with my life than a surfeit of meetings!
So stay tuned . . .
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PS: I am also reactivating my other blog, Irish Matters, which I haven't added to for a full year. In fact, it has a new post, a little piece on Seamus Heaney’s “bog poems,” scheduled to be launched at 8:00 a.m. on Tuesday, June 1st. Check it out!
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