I promise that this blog, which I started out to ruminate about the first-book process, will not become a chronicle of my personal life. But indulge me for one post:
A couple of weeks ago, I noted that there had been some Interesting Developments in my life that were keeping me from blogging. As I write this post, one of those Developments is sitting three feet away, working on a writing project of his own.
With the exception of one protracted and very long-distance relationship, my entire academic career (including grad school) has been more or less as an unattached person, which was fine. I wasn't sure how I could have fit another person into my schedule anyway. That, however, appears to have changed at present. The distractions are manifold, and I won't go into them in detail. But I have to say, sitting at my desk and working while someone is near you doing the same thing has a nice, companionable feel to it, and I'm actually getting more work (though less blogging) done this way. It's strange, but who knows? I might just be able get used to it.
(Next post will return you to your regularly-scheduled non-personal stuff.)