The World of Leonardo Morgado

My self imposed exile from blogging has created some clear mental space but also has filled other parts of it. I’m not sure whether it’s the experience of everyone who attempts to write but there are occasions and I have many of them when one really can’t be arsed.

Perhaps it’s procrastination or perhaps it’s a necessary lull so that one’s thoughts can be ordered so that one can write something semi-coherent. I was getting worried that I’d reached some kind of impasse with the blogging and it got to a situation where I was screaming curses at the notebook as if it could magically write the blog for me.

Sadly, such a magic notebook has not yet been created so I thought I’d write about not writing. It sounds clever but it’s actually an essential activity that needs to be done because at least words are being created no matter how self-obsessed they are.

I’ll not give myself insurmountable ventures again like blogging everyday for a month. I know myself too well and that really was a no starter but I’ll call it a glorious defeat because it makes me feel better. Time to finish this little splurge and concentrate on drinking my cup of tea. It’s the little things that make the world a good place. The writing will sort itself out or it won’t. It’s as simple as that or maybe I’m deluding myself. To be continued…