For the first time for god knows how long, I didn't post a single word here yesterday. Didn't even abort a post. Yes, a long, meandering epic did form in my head, but I didn't feel compelled to write it down.

I feel almost liberated. Da di da.

Removing the madaboutblogging window from my masthead was a thoroughly Good Thing. It was beginning to make me feel absurdly competetive. Blog Ranking reminds me of the termly Popularity List at school (called something pompous and manipulated by the Housemaster). So many adult bloggers are better at playing Safe Rebel or Head Girl than I am. What does it feel like, second time around, to make yourself a Hero in your own, new Sixth Form?

Maybe, though, there is no more to life than this.

So

So what?

Project of the Month How to turn the Anger-Bomb inside me into powerful but peaceful creative energy. How to keep the Anger under control withot suffering interminable indigestion. How pigs could learn to fly.