Apologies to some of the regular users (I use the word advisedly) of this blog who have noticed that I haven't posted much in the past two weeks.
Truth is that I had been doing some other writing about sailing during that time. A writing assignment that could potentially have led to a regular paid job writing about sailing on the web. Things were going along fine. My prospective employers seemed to like the stuff I was producing. But my heart wasn't in it. I felt like I was living in a box. I had to adopt a more serious voice, less irreverent, more informative, less quirky, more educational... No way could I have posted about Fish at Chicks or other similar utter nonsense in that place.
So I told "the man" that I wasn't interested. I was searching for a simile to describe why that other assignment wasn't working out. I could go through the motions. I could do what was required. But my heart wasn't in it. There was no excitement. No frisson.
Ah yes. It was like kissing your sister.
So now I'm back with my old lady, Proper Course, with whom I can flirt, experiment, confide, rant, complain, exult, be silly, be crazy, have fun...