The tenth muse…

…has abandoned me.
I’m assuming that there must be a tenth muse, or that we’ve modernized Calliope (or in my case, perhaps Thalia) to incorporate blogging into her portfolio. We could call her Wikerpe.
Anyway, whoever she is, she’s giving me the cold shoulder these days. I’ve even had correcting to do, which is usually a guarantee that I’ll find something to blog about, just to distract myself. I can only conclude that I have become more conscientious when it comes to correcting ~ or that in my advancing years I’ve lost the art of procrastination. It’s a shame really; I was very good at it.
So, in the absence of anything worthwhile, let me put this out there, instead: what is (or should be) the term for blogging about one’s lack of blogging? I mean, it happens all the time. There’s gotta be a word for it.