A hiatus

In which I announce a hiatus in my blogging

What’s the best wine to drink when your heart’s torn, flattened and tattered like roadkill; when you’re choked with rage and disillusion?

No wine, I suspect.

So it may be a while before I post again.

But even though I know that wine would be like ash in my mouth right now, I know too that I’ll be back.

Because wine — like love — has that never-quite-there shimmer to it. That aching promise of perfection and communion that remains — always remains — tantalisingly out of reach. And that’s the whole point of it. It’s never the platonic love thing, the two-parts-that-click-together-without-a-join thing, the yin and the yang thing.

It’s a broken, worldly, human thing, and that’s why it’s addictive, beautiful, imperfect, beautiful.

Thanks for bearing with me, y’all.

2 thoughts on “A hiatus”

  1. Oh no! I wish I could say I’ve been a loyal reader for more than 1 week, but such is life sometimes. I don’t know you but my heart goes out. I hope the pain stops in short order. You won’t be removed from my Google reader, that, being the only thing I can actually guarantee you. Be well. -Rob.

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