First of all, my apologies for the flagrant lack of Snark here lately. It's never my intention to let dust balls gather, and -- in cyberspace as in real space -- I feel icky when they do. However, in this case, I have been able to wield no Dustbuster of creativity to suck up the crud of inaction.*
Here's the thing. It's not a lack of time exactly, unless you factor in the 7,594 hours a week I've been spending lately strolling the bouquiniste booths along the Seine, buying old issues of Tintin magazine, in which case you can obviously see how my busy schedule leaves me no time to write. Actually, it's that more and more, I've been feeling it's time to take these commentaries in a new direction. I have ideas for new ones all the time, but not necessarily always in the form of 800-word meditations the way I've been doing them. I began this blog as a 19-year-old college freshman, and since then, I have developed intellectually, emotionally, and philosophically in untold ways. Therefore, I simply can't ignore the feeling that it's high time for a change.
Bahahahahahaha! I knew I couldn't get through that with a straight face. The only development I've gone through was selling my fridge.** But it's time for a change anyway, in format if nothing else. I certainly won't be abandoning the Snark -- just reincarnating it. Sorry if that's vague for now. I can't predict exactly, but I have this idea it'll turn into a feed of miscellany -- short commentaries and items I find interesting/significant from different environs of the Internet, that kind of thing. Daily, if I can possibly help it. So stay tuned.
Meanwhile, if you like, please feel free to leave a comment with what you'd like to see in this blog as it evolves. I'm always curious to hear from those who are still reading, if for no other reason than to get a headcount. I had reason to believe after my arrival in France that my audience numbers had skyrocketed, only to find, on revisiting my statcounter last month, that readership was down to approximately (a) myself and (b) my sister's Siamese cat, Sammy, when she has the time.
For those who ARE still reading, thank you! I truly appreciate the support and promise not to disappoint.
* That will be a 6.50 metaphor fee -- in euros, please. I'm unemployed here.
** It developed me.