The problem with maintaining a blog is the unwritten promise the blogger makes to the audience: “if you read my posts, I will keep the content interesting.” That’s a daunting commitment, one that must be addressed by anyone who aspires to blog.
If one’s life is interesting enough, this shouldn’t be too difficult. Generally, writing about whatever’s on your mind at the time fills the bill. On our blog, that’s sustained us fairly well for almost five years now (holy cow—I had no idea until I composed this sentence!). It becomes a problem, however, when one falls ill (see Laid Low). Being sick focuses one’s attention remarkably—I’m having incredible trouble thinking of anything else, awake or asleep. That doesn’t mean I should be blogging about it, though.
I find no insights, no pithy morals or platitudes, no wry observations of human nature in the recovery process. There may be a certain amount of humor to be salvaged from the situation, but to be honest, I don’t feel confident enough in my present mental state to trust that it will translate to the blog.
I am in quarantine, not only physically, but mentally. Continue reading