Blogging for me (and maybe for you too) has been a saving grace for the last year and especially during lockdowns. Much social media has been awash with political indignation, pandemic worries and personal tragedies, but having an outlet focused on books has been one positive thing to look forward to and think about, largely because it is so concerned with creativity.
Having a book blogging community has therefore been a real boon, else it would have been calling into a void with only one’s own echoes coming back. I’m so grateful, thank you all, and I hope I have been able to perform a similar service back to all of you.
But I also know that fatigue can hit, as some of you have been posting, all while we individually try to cope with sustained levels of anxiety and stress caused by outside factors. And some of you have indicated that you’ve needed to take a break from a demanding schedule of writing and posting. I think I may be approaching that point.
For a few months now I’ve kept up a steady stream of posts every couple of days, normally alternating between reviews and discussions. Lockdown has definitely helped here, as has being retired — there being sod all else to do except watch telly, have a desultory play on the piano, make a foray to the shops, check social media, or walk from home. Or talk with my partner. Or speak with the kids… Actually that’s quite a lot, but many have to do that and raise a family, hold down a job and worry about assaults on one’s sanity.
And this last week I’ve neglected the blogging community: my partner was lucky enough to get a hip operation, but unlucky in that — there being a pandemic on, in case you hadn’t noticed — I couldn’t visit her, and I had to be ready for any news. She’s home now, thanks, and recuperating, but I fear I may be neglecting most of you for a few more days; also, I’m running out of scheduled posts to maintain the illusion of normality.
So, posts may be less forthcoming, as may interactions. And even though some news has been good (hey, a certain individual being an ex-president is good, right?) there’s still a lot that continues to depress me, anger and enervate me. I’m sure you understand.
But, books. Let positivity from reading energise us and help return us to equilibrium and good humour.