Editors Note:


EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

It's Okay...Really

It's Getting Cold...No, I didn't sell my site to a Beastie Boys fan club, nor have I given up on the idea of blogging altogether. I've merely run out of things to write about. For now. See, for every evening that I rush home with some half-cocked thesis pulsating in my frontal lobe, there comes the occasional stretch when I. Got. Nothin'. That time would be now. A year or two ago such a dry spell would have sent me spiraling into a sullen abyss of self-pity; certain that whatever writing mojo I once possessed had shriveled up to a spent husk - leaving me only with misplaced literary ambitions and a penchant for ten dollar words. No more. If there's anything I've learned from two plus years of blogging is that sometimes it flows and sometimes it don't. So while I kid myself that everything's fine while simultaneously resisting the urge to stare holes in my laptop screen - please carry on as if everything is normal. I'll be back within 24 hours or so, totally convinced I have something extraordinary to share with the world - or at least you half dozen diehards who keep clicking back on this site (Thank You). Meanwhile, enjoy(?) yet another photo of yours truly. I may look constipated, but I'm actually just freezing my tripod off. It happens...

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey Lens-man it happens to us all. Tomorrow is another day.

Cheers mate
Murman

photogguy said...

Yeah, I know the feeling. I haven't had anything useful to post about for more than a week.

Still, I'm always stopping by, looking from words of wisdom from Stew...

...but your usual stuff is ok too. :)

todd said...

Been there, done that. The dry spell, I mean. Don't know that I've ever frozen my tripod off...

F4 Fan said...

Wish I was as good at the word-slinging as you are even, when your frontal lobes are numb from the cold.

Maybe there'll be a bunch of wanna be American Idol candidates from the Carolinas that will give you new fodder to blog about.