And that is the state of the art, my friend--

So life continues, as it does. I think that I need to pretty much resign myself to the fact that writing is an impossibility when I'm in production, as it is my denial of that reality that results in my not warning for sudden stretches of radio silence. But if I look it in the eye, then perhaps both this blog will be better and I will be relieved of the sense of responsibility for something I can't reasonably do.

I've had it in my mind to live-blog my re-reading of Les Miserables -- or, you could say, my first reading of the Julie Rose translation -- but this only occurred to me after I had gotten about 100 pages into it. And then both reading and blogging fell by the wayside due to aforementioned production. I think that I might start back at the beginning again at the end of the semester and make it my 2013 project.

So I'll be popping in a bit at the end of December, might be seen occasionally during January, and then will hopefully be back for a good stretch through February and March. After that is the biggest job in my professional career thus far, so my entire life will be going on hiatus for a couple months then.

And that is the state of the art, my friend -- that is the state of the art.