It being a rather slow Sunday, I was amusing myself by checking in on some academic blogs, such as that run by English economist Simon Wren-Lewis, and I made an astonishing discovery. Not every academic who maintains an intellectually oriented blog puts up a new post every day! Who knew? This is a very great relief to me. Now that I have come to terms with the fact that this blog is, in my retirement, my job, as it were, I have felt a heavy weight of responsibility to write something thoughtful, arcane, and original every single day. That is a terrible burden to carry around, and I have been much weighed down by it. I am now seriously contemplating cutting myself a little slack.
The inner voice of compulsion is not new to me, as I have remarked in my Autobiography. I recall what was said many years ago at a mid-Western college by the Professor who had agreed to introduce me for a talk I was giving there. "Professor Wolff," he said, "joined the Book-of-the-Month Club a while back, but he failed to understand the instructions that came with his membership card. On the card it said he was obligated to buy at least three books a year but he misread it as saying that he was required to write three books a year, and he has been doing his best to obey ever since."
From now on, if invention fails from time to time, I shall pour myself a glass of wine and relax.