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Temporary Corrective Lenses

This is a full stop. Well, for now. Let me explain:

My regular readers (all three of them!) may have noticed some technical problems over the past few weeks with this Weblog, blog, whatever. First there was a loss to Blurried Musing’s customized look, thanks to problems even beyond my many skills to hack it back to shape. Damn Blogger… Anyway, I figured out how to trick it into redressing itself. (The real problem persists in the background though. Apologies to those sites I link to who felt slighted by their temporary absence.)

Second was an issue pretty much my own working, namely the huge gap between when any one Blurried Musing post was set up and when I finally got around to publishing it for public gawking. Also tricked that one into performing again, though the conjuring was more a psychological kind of magic. I won’t explain.

There is a third and fourth issue to all this (relating to the first paragraph), having to do with my powers of endurance for getting out an article a day, and how real life can step in to exert it’s own threatening demands. Again, or perhaps finally, let me explain:

That little element, the inventive art (i.e. creativity), which even when poorly executed (hereabouts that could be frequent to always), is important to the site’s existence. However, it’s not a process that lends itself well to the rigid dictates of a timetable requiring a new, hopefully novel piece out of me each day. It can handily manage my work ethic, but forever refuses to punch the time clock. So it was a hazard, if only recently, in the composition of these daily missives. Then reality ran in, as it tends to do in full stampeding fashion, and in its own crafty way gave me the excuse to pull back without actually admitting defeat. What I’m saying is, forces greater than my own came a knocking and demanded my full and abided attention.

I’m still not explaining myself, am I? OK, let’s try something simple: I’m moving. I’m leaving my present rental residence at the end of this month, and shifting my stuff and myself a bit to the left and up on the map. This means several things, not the least of which is having to rely on family for help; but that’s another post altogether. For Blurried Musings it means the ongoing linguistic tag-match is on hiatus. Not finished, but dropped on a shelf with the last read page dog-eared, just so I know where we left off.

When I pick up Blurried Musings again it shouldn’t be too far into July. Just don’t expect a return to the daily punts handled here in the past. That was an experiment with no planned end date, but I think the wearying sings of strain show I’ve long passed it. Continuing with a target of a post a day will only lessen my interest in keeping this site active, something I’d rather avoid. Also, a less stringent posting schedule should let me drudge up longer and more fine-tuned works, as well as research an idea or two I’d like to tinker with here but never found time to bother over. Tinkering can really take over my life when I let it, so I have to spoon it out in small doses.

Besides, I need to start expanding my creative juices into activities that pay off in financial dividends, instead of just the personal flag waving Blurried Musings provides. Money is a luxury I can’t afford to pass up — for long, that is.