About Time
All's been quiet (and windswept and desolate) on the bloggy front of late as I've had neither the time nor the inclination to say much worth saying. Even if said time (and said inclination) had been available to me then it's unlikely I'd have managed to string two sentences together without mentioning Willow (several hundred times).
Yes, I've now wholeheartedly signed up to the parents' club – becoming, in the process, another of those obsessed and tedious bores that the childless wisely avoid at parties. Next stop? Golf club membership, deck shoes, and Robert Ludlum novels.
While time is a luxury I've always treasured and jealously (selfishly?) protected, it's also one I'm now willingly and cheerily surrendering. The little divil will (I realise this) keep us busy: devouring minutes, hours, days and nights – but I embrace this time-eating monster with an open heart and welcoming arms.
Without all this spare, loose and free time, however, the blog must inevitably lie (like a peaceful interstellar traveller) in a state of suspended animation. I've never been a speedy producer of posts – preferring instead to chew and mull things over (chopping, changing and re-phrasing as I go). This leisurely (chin-strokey) pace has, I hope, led to some semi-decent writing. The only downside (if it is a downside) is that I can't (and don't want to) work any other way. Slow-going makes me happy. It's as simple as that.
Anyway, the long and the short of it is that I'm closing (but not locking) the doors and shutting up shop for a while. Time, that precious commodity, must now be invested in the beautiful, magical little person who has, this very evening, finally escaped her neo-natal prison. Willow's home. Everything's changed. All is good.
So keep warm, be happy, and stay groovy.
I'll catch up with you soon…a little further on down the road.
February 7, 2009
11 responses to About Time
Enjoy the break and the time it gives ye – there is never enough of it.
Hope to see you for a chat down that road at some stage.
I’ll be hanging around yonder crossroads some lonely midnight. Communing with the otherworld and having a nice cup of tea. See you then and there.
Say it ain’t so about the golf club…
Seriously, I hope the whole parental thing is absolutely wonderful, and feel free to pop into Chez Doubtful any time you’ve a free moment!
Funnily enough, the first thing I did post-birth was allow my hair to grow (somewhat) long and (slightly) unkempt. This may be some form of early mid-life crisis. Or simply a pathetic attempt to appear a “groovy” Dad.
I will indeed. Enough time will be mine to do regular trawls through my favourite blogs. Just need to excuse myself from writing lengthy posts about topics of global importance. Like girls’ comics etc.
For a while.
Oh thank God! I’m so glad to hear that. Please mail if there’s ever anything you’d like advice about.
Enjoy, enjoy.
Thanks, Jo. If I find myself scratching the head, bathed in a panicked sweat, and muttering “Waddahelldoido?” – you’ll be receiving above-mentioned email.
I certainly will.
Enjoy devoting all your time in another direction. Congratulations on her arrival-arrival
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Ta MJ. I’ll probably emerge from the family cocoon e’re too (very) long.
A little diversion for myself. 5 minute posts. No editing. Could be fun (till I return to full on fustar duties).
http://whingingrecessioncunts.wordpress.com/
I foolishly attempted to start a blog when I had my time eating monster. Ah, the innocence.
Enjoy every moment with your gorgeous little dote.
I well remember. Pity it faded away. I was enjoying it muchly.
If I don’t write something (anything) every day I get very antsy, so the afore-mentioned, throw-away blog is something to keep me from going postal. I’ve still got my 436 half-filled notebooks to work on too, over sneaky cups of tea.