A post about being lax

I seem to have been rather lax with the blogging recently, both posting and keeping up with everyone else's, there don't seem to be enough hours in the day. And that is only going to get worse as we have Grand Theft Auto IV in the house and as soon as J leaves the playstation alone for a moment I will be spending some serious quality time with Niko Bellic, stealing cars and taking on drug dealers and the Mafia.
I've been reading quite a bit too though, often to the background noise of gunfire and car chases as J plays the above mentioned game, but it didn't stop me losing myself completely in the last part of Anna Karenina which I finished this morning; what a masterpiece it was, there is no other word for a book so rich and compelling. I also read a collection of stories by a Polish writer, Stefan Grabinski, last week which I'll write about soon, and am part way through Pandora in the Congo and enjoying it quite a bit.
I don't know if it's my hay fever starting up but my head feels very heavy at the moment, possibly why I am finding it hard to write posts, so until I have taken enough Beconnaise to sooth it here is a link to a story in the Guardian a couple of days ago. I wasn't sure if I wanted to laugh or cry when I read about this biography of a mistress of Louis XIV being withdrawn because the biographer used a fictional diary as a major primary source.
I suppose the biographer was confused because the author of the diary is a historian, however another comment on the story at the Literary Saloon quotes this comment by the author:

Même si "le Journal secret de Louis XIV" semble l'oeuvre du Roi, il me faut avouer que je suis l'auteur du pastiche

[Even if this 'secret journal of Louis XIV' looks like the work of the king himself, I have to confess that I am the author of this pastiche.]

Even with my limited French language skills I can work out 'Je suis l'auteur du pastiche'. I think on reflection this story makes me want to cry, I do far less interesting research at work and check the publications I use. And from now on I will be double and triple checking, as I suppose the lesson from this is there but for the grace of God...
Now, to ensure there is one part of my life where I am not being so lax, I have to go out and finish my interrupted planting from last week.