As I have tried to write more here, I have discovered that sometimes have nothing to say. Yesterday, for instance, I started a post just to post something. It wasn’t worth the paper it wouldn’t have been written on, so I deleted it. I have wondered how bloggers can come up with so much interesting stuff to write about all the time. And I have wondered why I sometimes hit such dry spells.
I have taken solace lately in the Orwell Diaries, which I have written about before. For the last two days, the entries have been the same two words:
Granted, these posts were not written for public consumption, but I find them interesting. This great writer, who in other entries in is diaries has described different aspects of life in great detail, had nothing to write about on these two days but
So maybe it is OK to have dry spells.