Blog Neglect

I thought I'd write something about blog neglect. Everybody knows the feeling of blog neglect. You may have had the experience of a throng of ambition, artistically driven, losing gas like a Cessna, and crashing into the volcano. There comes a point when it becomes poignant to ask, "Why do so many blogs fail? Why don't people update them?" Specifically from the standpoint of someone attempting to document a particular experience or period of travel, what changes in the mind/body that inhibits the thing from moving forward? What is the reverse acting force on mental activities? Infinitely more complicated than laziness? Or if it's just that simple, where does laziness come from?

Maybe we can use my experience here in Guatemala as an example. It's been something like 2 months since I've written anything here. Yet it's not as if I haven't had any exciting experiennces to write about. On the contrary, I've had plenty. In fact, the environment in which I find myself is in fact so beautiful that I often find myself distracted.

So distraction is one legitimate reason for blog neglect. But distraction from what? Distraction to what? The presumption is that the work of blogging is in some way superior to the work of the "distraction." Or maybe it's not a matter of one being superior to the other, it's simply that one requires more intentional mental effort than the other. Maybe "x distraction," [maybe we could say the natural state of the mind- whatever you think about when you're not trying to think about something esle] is like the unshackled Leviathan- it's the enemy. We've gotta reign in in, control that mind, channel all the energy towards an enlightened self-interest, otherwise it's gonna turn this party off the chain. Or maybe it's the Epicurian notion of peace- don't distract me with problems, pain, things to think about. They make my mind hurt. Maybe it's like that. But where is the scale with which we can weigh these competing goods?

Blog neglect, good or bad? Do I have more of chance to live life? I think that's what the Romantics would say- one more hour looking at the trees. On the other hand, anybody who's ever done anything meaningful seems to acknowledge the inevitability of shutting the door, trashing the view.

What do you think about blog neglect? Are blogs even a reflection of real life?