I could say quite simply, concisely and professionally that, "Due to various constraints on the editorial staff, the magazine will now run biweekly." I could say that.
Yet beneath the statement is a truth that in our society's general zest for optimism, we often fail to recognize. It's this, that a certain unshakable exhaustion has settled deep into my bones, a certain weariness with passion, a certain lack of inspiration. These aren't, we're socialized to believe, of any consequence to a journalist.
I've never been and never will be a decent liar. And so, simply stated, I'm tired.
I've been taught not to say that, not to say what I'm really feeling. Journalists, we're socialized to believe, are immune to real feeling. Critique, impassioned critique, yes! Real feeling, why no. No, we leave that to the people we interview.
