Long time, no blog

27 09 2010

Here I am again making an apology for not blogging for some weeks. Actually, sorry, but I’m not sorry. I have been trying (and failing) to complete the first draft of my MA dissertation. I have felt that any substantial writing time should be given over to that important enterprise.

Part of the problem is that my blog posts tend to be a little long-winded. That’s less than ideal in terms of the needs of readers. I could do with being more pithy and concise. Long posts are exhausting to write and exhausting to read.

But my blog fulfils more than one purpose. As well as, I hope, informing and inspiring others (whether positively or negatively) it also functions as something of a personal mission journal. It gives me a discipline and a means for a regular(ish) braindump. Still, there is probably a middle ground which involves shorter and more regular postings that can support, rather than distract from my more formal writing.

I’m sure that you’re reading this because you’ve been hardly able to sleep whilst you’ve been waiting to find out the conclusion of our discernment process at the end of the summer term.

Well if I am to make this an era of shorter posts that had better be the subject of a separate entry. Coming soon…

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Horror vacui

27 04 2010

The old idea that nature abhors a vacuum is false. Because there is no such thing as a true vacuum. Even the space between particles in an atom is not empty. It is teeming with the energy of possibility.

What’s all that got to do with all this? (This being my little bit of the Anglican mission in Portsmouth.) Not much. But I was reading about it last night when I should have been doing something else. And maybe it’s a helpful metaphor for the empty space that has characterised this blog for two or three weeks now. I took a break after Easter, but since coming back, I haven’t managed to sit down to write. But that’s not because my head is (any more) empty (than usual). It’s not a problem with coming up with things to write. The problem is knowing where to start. The empty space between my ears has been fizzing with possibility. I hope I can make the time to get it out there before the time moves on and it’s irrelevant.

I hope therefore you’ll bear with me and continue to watch this space. Because it’s not empty…