Because I have a new and super demanding one of these…
and a new, hyper-lovable one of these on the way…
the broad path I’ve hitherto travelled is rapidly, rapidly narrowing.
Harrowing.
But it’s all for the good. I may not have time to turn pages and scribble down thoughts and comment on your blogs and learn about you and your reading and your writing. But please know that this hurts me a lot more than it hurts you. And this is the only time that this dumb-ass expression is true.
I ask one favor of you — actually it’s one favor with many moving parts — that when you see a middle-aged man sitting on a bench or at a table in a coffee shop with a sallow, bewhiskered face, whose eyes are flickering shut from exhaustion, or when you hear the unmistakable squall of a newborn baby or see a great book idling tragically on someone’s lap, think kindly of Mr. Interpolations, and know that he’s happy and well, but goddamn it to hell, he’d give anything to be reading Little Dorrit right now. Yes he would.
Take good care.
Interpolations 
I hope this is just a reduction in blogging frequency you’re talking about here, Kevin, and not an extended sabbatical. I, selfishly, would find a long-term hiatus from your writing too hard to take. In any event, best of luck with your two new projects!
Thank you, Richard, for the compliment and well wishing. Many cheers, Kevin
I was in the same boat a couple of years ago. I know I felt overwhelmed at times…wait, I still do. I can identify all too well with the bewhiskered before-Visine-eyed guy. Best wishes!
Now that I got that job, I’m good for a drink. I work in Campbell. I’ll ping you soon! Cheers, Kevin
Congratulations on your new job and “hyper-lovable” package that is on the way! Lucky you. And I would say that they are wonderful reasons for less blogging (even if that means, sadly for you, less reading for a while). We will be here, floating around in blog land when you have time for us. Best wishes with the new job and the new babe on the way.
Thank you, Finoa!
Well, that’s all good news. Congrats.
Please do not hesitate, though, to post on the new subset of literature you will explore. The Whitmanian echoes in Go, Dog, Go! are remarkable.
I almost photographed and blogged about Good Night Moon. I love reading it more than my son likes hearing it. For sure. Cheers, K
I’d love to hear what deconstruct Good Night Moon! Seriously though congrats on the job and the new arrival-to-be. I can’t imagine finding time to blog with those on my plate. We’ll keep an eye out for you and scoop up any crumbs that fall our way. (Do tell us when the arrival-to-be arrives won’t you?)
Absolutely.
How could I have done a little typo in that first line? “What” should of course have been “you”.
Congrats on the job and the hyper-lovable. My hyper-lovable is 4 and I actually wish for the times when he was a baby. I used to read aloud to him the books that I were reading. Now, of course, I spend quite a bit of time running after him. Still a joy though! Wishing you all the best. But please don’t be a stranger :).
Yes, except that then you’d still have 4 in front of you!
Ah, a hyper-lovable at four. A handful. Cheers, K
And here all I have for an excuse is the job half of this. Congratulations!
I join in the congratulations on the hyper-lovable and the new job. My condolences on the reading. I hope this only slows the stream of wit, not shuts it off.
All the best!
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Congrats on all the good things in and forthcoming in your life, Kevin, but your insights and acumen will be greatly missed. I second Kerry’s hope that this will only slow but not stop you altogether. Keep reading the good read!
I miss you sitting next to you every day and hearing your verbal interpolations and life commentary. Be more than happy to sit in that coffee shop with you and the small ones even though we probably won’t say anything intelligible for the entire time! You’ve exposed me to so many great writers. Thank you!
Well, then, it’s time for coffee! Campbell?