Like many blogs, this little slice of the interwebs has been quieter than usual. I am in the lucky position to actually know many of the music bloggers I recommend here and follow over on Twitter, and save a few, our experience has been the same. As it turns out, we’ve all been so busy doing the thing that we’ve had to put writing about the thing on the back burner.

After a little ruminating, I have to ask: Is this so bad?

I don’t kid myself to think that anyone holds their breath until my next riveting publication comes out. This blog is icing on the cake of your musical life, at best. Still, I miss having the time to reflect and machinate about these things. After I write a cello-y post, I feel reconnected with my favorite stuff, centered, reminded of my larger goals. It’s easy to get lost in the neuroscience literature reviews and higher education curriculum designs that Hopkins is asking me to complete. I certainly didn’t leg it all the way out to Baltimore to do just okay in these courses. But it is good to remind myself, as I remind my students, that one always goes where one is pointed. If I stop pointing towards the things I hold dear, they will slip away from me and my life will become unrecognizable. I have friends who lament this change: they look at where they are, at where they wanted to be, and think “how did I get here? what is this place?”

As always, it’s about striking a balance. A year of once-weekly posts shouldn’t kill this blog. Especially if I emerge on the other end of the tunnel with a few semesters’ worth of experience and ridiculous anecdotes to share. But even in my literature review (the cognitive effects of music on brain damaged individuals) and my curriculum design (top secret!) I try to point directly at things that are important to me. That way, even if I have less time to write, at least I know that I’ll end up somewhere I recognize, somewhere (roughly) of my own choosing.