For about two years I barely wrote.  Indeed, during this time I barely read as well. You can even date this shift on the blog.  Prior to this shift I was writing about a blog post a day and then suddenly there was a precipitous drop where I would go days and weeks without writing anything.  To be sure, I would write posts and articles here and there, but something had changed.  Words began to look strange.  It became painful to compose sentences.  Each one was a labor.  I became obsessed with what I called “connectivity”.  I was unable to produce sentences that would generate or lead to other sentences.  I no longer had a sense of the lay of the land, of what the entire article I was writing would ultimately say or argue.  While my writing has always been riddled with omitted words, slips of the pen, and…