Made it through the month. I wouldn't go so far as to call 31 days of slicing and commenting the cure for pre-post-pandemic anomie (the contemporary version of a fin de siècle malaise) but it helped get me through the month and maybe even jump started dead blogging batteries.
|Illustrating "Yeats, Kipling, and ‘fin-de-siècle malaise’" in OUP blog|
Today, was the HUD inspection, that's done. Was not up to getting as much done as hoped but did make a start and even substantial dent in decluttering and reorganizing. Whether I keep on with it is as much hoped for -- and in the air -- as blogging.
On past last slices...turns out I skipped a challenge between 2015 and 2017, so this will make my fourth SOLSC not fifth. Either that or there was something wrong with my fingers when I came up with five counting on them. As for the 2017 last slice, I posted a selfie holding a small poster with a six word memoir, "Save the last slice for me"). This time I considered adding the "31 Day Writing Streak" badge but decided final slicing would not complete without the commenting (whether or not I comment more tomorrow and check WP Reader for reactions and replies).
I'm tired, ready to curl with some good slices and call it a day.