Saturday, 16 October 2010
A month of inactivity on this blog, with all the usual too-too-busy excuses (sorry). I've been pondering whether to wrap things up here, or whether to press on, perfectly well aware, of course, that this is a question of interest to nobody but myself. On balance, I think I'll push on for a bit, at least through to Christmas, and see if anything worthwhile emerges. To kick off: I've been reading the Booker shortlist; and now that the winner has been announced my ruminations will be even more profitably untimely: this coming week will see a start of that. But I am conscious that Kenneth Williams' famous last words hang, spectrally, over this punkish diddling, as over most blogs still operational in this year of our bored, 2010.