No Pennies for My Thoughts

Oh the blogs have slowed down, oh yes they have! I feel bad you've been checking in and looking at those three pigs for almost two weeks. Here are a few reasons why I've been on the down low lately:

I've been working every weekend on a summary judgment brief that's due May 29th. For a change, it's a case I care about quite a bit, so I'm what you say? Motivated. I want to win. Badly. So I've been spending a lot of time in front of my computer and the last thing I feel like doing when I go home is spending more time in front of my computer.

New relationships are bad for blogs. When I've had free time, I've been spending it with AC. Let's call her Atlantic City. When I've had free time, I've been spending it in Atlantic City, cooking out on the grill in her backyard (it's pretty cool having a small backyard in the middle of New York City, I have to say), wrestling with Jersey, her French Bulldog, and generally enjoying the things couples do, which I haven't done in about three years. We went to Montauk a few weeks ago; I met her grandmother, brother, sister, cousin, and niece on Sunday; Atlantic City is distracting, but in a very good way. I'll need to come up with a better nickname for her though.

I've had writer's block. I don't know what it is, but I've been in this weird zen mode lately where few things are pissing me off enough to write about. It's sad that so much of my writing derives from misplaced anger or sadness, but hey, they keep me on the edge, where I gotta be. Take them away and I've got nothin'. I haven't even tried writing a short story since December. Though I've been doing plenty of reading and reading about writing and Sudoku. (I loves the Sudoku!) Maybe it's the economy, maybe it's the swine flu, maybe it's too many trips to Atlantic City. Whatever it is, I need to fix it and make a place for l'ecrire en mi vida, or eventually I will feel its absence and start behaving unpredictably. No one wants that.

I've been taking more pictures lately, which is easier and less time consuming than writing. It's instant gratification, a few snaps, a little touchup and voila, there it is. Writing takes way more thought. It gives me headache. I should kill two birds with one stone and post some pictures on here, but most of you probably saw them on Facebook already, and I hate being redundant.

Hmmm, I think those are the only excuses I've got for now. Only four? I thought I had more. I've considered going on hiatus, taking a few months off, but it feels too final. Maybe I'll just continue writing more sporadic, sucky blogs about blogging and why there aren't more blogs, and just smack your faces with more bloggerrhea. Or I'll do some more lists. Yeah, lists are good. Lists are easy.

Or... I could get over my perfectionism and try and finish the three longer entries I've started and post them. Maybe I'll do that. Oh, perfectionism, that's five excuses!