…don’t really have time to track down or escape, or track down and destroy and thus make possible the escape from these latest undead contentions.
…probably for a couple weeks at least. Got to deal with the world. Maybe after April 15 I’ll be able to catch up on some unfinished writing business, pieces going back to last year that still need to be completed.
If you are committed to writing, and writing, and writing, day after day, in public, in a kind of literary intestinal bypass approach to authorship, then from time to time, for most of us quite regularly, you are going to say things that you or an editor would never leave to stand in a book or other traditional form of writing. Yet the opposite of what Sullivan says is also obviously true: Blogging is protection against making a total fool out of yourself because it’s a protection against any symbolically total or definitive statement at all. I don’t need to delete my foolishness. The next post, or the one after that, or the one after the one after the one after the one after the one will do it for me.