I can find not even the feeblest justification for entitling this post The Work Underway III, since what I am about to write here does not follow from The Work Underway I and II. What’s more, I can’t even remember what I wrote in the Work Underway I and II. But I’m sure it was somewhat nonsensical, and to tell the truth I’m beginning to think that this whole “Work Underway” thing is nothing but a farce. But I am determined to persevere, nevertheless, because I believe that you, my readers, deserve to get from The Work Underway the same thing that you get from a serialized drama—namely, the excitement of looking forward to the next episode. And this, you cannot deny, The Work Underway has given you—the sole difference being that, in the case of The Work Underway, you don’t know when (or if) the next episode will be broadcast. Imagine a television channel without any schedule, unmanaged, unprofessional, and totally at the mercy of a tyrant’s whim: there you have the basic formula for my blog. You are now reading The Work Underway III, almost two months after The Work Underway II appeared, which does not give much hope for the timely appearance of The Work Itself—the one supposedly in question. And The Work Underway IV? It could appear next week, next year, or . . . never. In other words, unlike the latest serialized drama, The Work Underway does not answer your craving for regularity. Some men unschooled in the subtleties of psychological analysis may assume that the craving for excitement and the craving for regularity are mutually exclusive and are hence emblematic of opposing character types; but, as the producers of serialized dramas have long understood, those who crave excitement crave regularity just as strongly, and they do not want to receive their excitement and regularity in separate doses but in one and the same convenient lozenge, which is why it is important for the aspiring entertainment mogul to satisfy both cravings at once. But by appearing suddenly and unpredictably without discernible rule or pattern, The Work Underway forces you to grapple with life’s uncertainty and ephemerality, unlike the serialized drama, which provides ample support for the illusions of permanency, stability, and immortality. Before you began reading The Work Underway you thought of your life as an impenetrable fortress flanked by an undefeatable army; now, after a mere three installments of this mercurial series, your life seems to you more like a straw hut built at the foot of a volcano whose delight it is to taunt you with the possibility that it might erupt at any moment. Thus it is conceivable you will become exasperated with The Work Underway and begin to nourish feelings of resentment toward its author. For this reason I am considering canceling the series immediately—or else announcing that from now on The Work Underway will air every Sunday night at 10 pm.
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Christopher further alienates his readers by renouncing the aphorism, compares writings recently published on this blog to the stars, and is received by the angels into Paradise.