Oh, how lovely; the incense twine of woodsmoke is coming in through the open window, and today it is autumn. I finally realised that sitting in my bedroom all day ruining my eyes on screens, not getting any air or exercise, and only seeing the exact same things I see every day was doing my psyche no good, and on a whim took up my iPod and my ( Read more... )

At work today I was informed by my co-worker (male, twenty-five) that I need to cut loose more often. Apparently this is because my two-week holiday with my family next month will not involve drinking, partying, and picking up strange men in bars. "Getting drunk isn't my idea of fun at all," I said. "Hangovers are really not my idea of fun." He ( Read more... )

You know those stories that musicians sometimes tell you at concerts, about how they wrote and composed this or that song fifteen or twenty minutes before they performed it on stage or recorded it? Well, um, that kind of happened today. It was interesting. Now, It wasn't so much writing a new song whole cloth as writing new lyrics to a ( Read more... )

It seems that I have sorely underestimated the sheer level of my separation from normal teenage culture.

The SATs were... strange. In a number of ways. One of the strange things was that I kind of enjoyed the experience -- getting up early, though contrary to my nature, tends to energise me? Maybe it's the morning shot of caffeine; although it is ( Read more... )

This morning, watching the steam from my father's coffee unravel into the sharp bright morning light, I thought, how does anyone hurry through life without noticing the small beautiful details of everything?

That is what a lot of today has been like. I woke promptly at seven by, it seems, sheer force of will, and lay in bed for a while, because bed ( Read more... )

Today was odd. I cried watching the inauguration without meaning or expecting to, worked eight hours, was asked out by an Amish bloke, and secured a job.

(I am wary of being at all political in public, especially as my knowledge in most areas is rather lacking, but it was a lovely inauguration, and I liked that President Obama's speech had things ( Read more... )

I was greeted upon waking this morning by post! -- a card from lightofjudah -- proper illustrated Milne Winnie the Pooh! Pauline, you are a wonder -- and a little parcel from miss_baxter containing music! And it was so terrifically cold that Mum drove me to work, so I wore a skirt for the first time in a week. I feel rather dreadful, wearing trousers constantly -- lately ( Read more... )

Not my favourite day ever. Yesterday was also not my favourite day ever. Although it is a wonder what fresh-baked cookies and Orson Scott Card and a new lamp and fairy lights and a hot shower and a favourite sweater can do for one's mood, considering.

Yesterday: was running late for work because my contacts decided to go bad on me and I spent half ( Read more... )

Good heavens, my characters will not behave. I have just discovered to my horror that Mr Caruthers has shed ten years and gone and fallen in love with Evangeline. What on earth shall I do? (I hadn't planned to have any romance in this novel, drat it! Also, because I am apparently terrifically vain, I imagine my novels as though they are finished, ( Read more... )