You know what? I’m going to throw in the towel rather than bust a gut trying to get my outstanding reviews written. We’re off on holiday in a few days, Mr Litlove and I. He will be working with a professional cabinetmaker and has chosen a chair as his first project (to make a change from bookcases he says, ha!). I’m going along for the ride, as it were, with a big pile of books and a half-written article on Henry Miller (at this rate). There’s always so much to do in the run-up to going away, although at least this time we’ll leave our son in charge of the house. We’ve bought two fire extinguishers in preparation.
Blogging is a funny old business, isn’t it? Sometimes I really love it and other times I get thoroughly tired of it. It’s particularly thankless in the summer when, in this corner of the blogworld at least, it gets really quiet. I know I’ll feel resentful if I take special time out of my busy schedule to post, and then hardly anyone drops by. But I understand perfectly – I’ve struggled myself to clear my feed reader lately and leave as many comments as I normally do (I’m sure that’s part of the reason things are quiet). It’s been hard to find the time to reply to comments, too, and I’m especially sorry that new people have commented here and I haven’t visited them in return. To maintain a blog takes so much energy. I’m sure it will all look a lot better from the other side of a holiday!
