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Things have moved on since the last report of Kafkaesque gloom I am delighted to say. I move into my new house in Brighton on 6th January. This is brilliantly good news, but also hard to credit that this process could have taken so long. The psychological benefits of this unblocking are hard to overstate. Immense relief. Finally my life can move on to its new phase. Having an extremely quiet christmas, with my Mother and Mase. Went for a walk in the woods this afternoon, and in the context of the social whirl of the last few weeks this quiet time is really pleasant. Have been working on my writing too for the first time in a long time. I really do feel optimistic and cheery, and looking forward to January and change.
Today finds me at work and thinking about Kafka. Although I started both The Castle , and TheTrial I was unable to finish either as both books made me feel anxious and depressed. I am thinking of Kafka chiefly because my wretched house move is making me feel like this too. Dates and promises are drifted temptingly before you by the human tapeworms which are lawyers and estate agents, only to be moved and revised when you reach out for them. Meanwhile the months fritter away and you end up impotently moaning in your blog about the Kafkaesque nature of it all. I don't know much about Kafka but I can only imagine what a bitch life must have been for him to write those books. Life otherwise is cheerful. This time of year is fantastic in agencies. Clients are chiefly to be schmoozed, parties are to be had, and generally everyone hooks up with their old muckers. Much gormandising and drinking to be done and this is all good. Time to bury the hatchets with your colleagues and clients