Not just another blog
For a couple of weeks, I’ve been considering a thematic blog. I was never going to do away with cats and this idea was not in any way a slight, so she can stop looking at me like that. It was borne of restlessness and the fleeting desire for a new project. My ideas were patchy, hovering around books/publishing/writing and other such things.
This seemed like a good idea until I realised it would likely be dull—both for people to read and for me to write—and that there are book blogs aplenty and the world doesn’t need another. The world may not need cats either, but I do, and as someone who just gave herself elbow carpet-burn (which is now stinging), I think one blog is enough responsibility. Maybe I’ll create a category for my bookish bilge, seeing as it crops up so frequently.
If I’m moving too fast for you, that’s too bad. That’s just how I roll.
Vroom.
Also, if I had a blog that was about only a few things in the universe, then I couldn’t put up pictures like this:
You’d be all: ‘Mary, what does that have to do with books and publishing and seriousness?’
The answer is: everything, but that’s another post.

