It’s official: Andrew Anderson has found a life.
The unfortunate casualty of this discovery is his longstanding blog, Bound by Gravity. Late yesterday afternoon, I logged onto his site and found only a picture of a soaring eagle. I logged in to my instant messenger and talked to him a bit and he confirmed it, though I have to say it didn’t come as a surprise.
Andrew’s posts had slowed down, recently. Things were busy at work and he’d discovered a new leisure activity (Ultimate Frisbee, which is probably better for his cardiovascular fitness than blogging). He also knows the love of a good woman. Between this and a general disillusionment with the state of politics in this country, he simply did not have any further inclination to blog. Not only is Bound by Gravity no more, but the Canadian Blog Exchange is being offered free of charge to any individual willing to give it a good home.
I must say that I will miss Andrew’s easy-going blog articles, with opinions offered with the courage of his convictions but without the rhetoric of someone who can countenance no other opinions. Bound by Gravity was my favourite blog by a Conservative party supporter, because he intelligently defended those policies he agreed with, while not being afraid to criticize his own party when he thought he needed it. He was living proof that politics need not be partisan, and that left or right, the people behind the politics are regular people, as decent and as human as any of us.
Andrew’s departure also illustrates the ephemeral nature of the blogosphere. The departure of the Canadian Blog Exchange means one fewer blogging community I used to participate in. But these communities were often based on the efforts of one person, who started things because he or she enjoyed them. Then they grew popular, and the need to maintain the site went from hobby to unpaid job. It’s amazing that more blogging institutions haven’t fallen by the wayside, but more will. Its part of the perils of growing up.
Andrew, at least, will continue to enjoy his life, and is acting with the correct perspective in terms of balancing his online activities with his offline activities. I still mourn the fact that I have one fewer place to go for calm, Conservative thinking. Greg Staples seems to be getting a life of his own, which means the only sites I regularly peruse on the right side of the blogosphere these days are Olaf’s Prairie Wrangler and Bob Tarantino.
That’s not to say that there aren’t more that are worth reading, but then again, do I need more? The laundry needs doing, and Vivian’s just called my name.
BookExpo was yet another rush of books, books and books — a sugar high for anybody who loves books. Erin, Vivian and I went in on Sunday so that Erin could sign copies of The Mongoose Diaries. Vivian stayed awake for almost the entire trip into Toronto and was thus asleep in my arms as Erin signed (after nursing). She proved to be a strong marketing tool, as people passing the booth would stop to look at the cute sleeping toddler, and I would casually motion them to the book being signed. This should prove to be a boon for Erin’s work, since poetry books are harder to move than prose books, even when they’re giving away signed copies for free at trade shows, and so these people should help with the word of mouth advertising.
I went in again by myself on Monday and signed Fathom Five. Though it was near the end of the day (an hour to go before the trade show closed, in fact), we still managed to get a lineup and move a whole boxfull of books. It was nice chatting to those teachers, librarians and booksellers who showed up, and it was heartening to hear how many of them knew of the series already, while others who hadn’t heard of it still expressed an interest in reading it.
It was a long trip home and I was wiped at the end of the day, but it was worth it. Now we prepare for the Toronto launch and blogstravaganza (June 30th).