I continue to be not dead, though I'm mostly only checking LJ once a week. Mostly it's just usual internet detox -- too much electronic communication has always had a bad effect on me, and I need to periodically unplug.
I've also been quiet on email, but for a more practical reason: my roommate's computer can no longer log onto secure sites of any kind, so I've lost all email access anywhere. I'm going once a week to an internet place to handle that stuff.
Things were very busy this week. I ran around at work and for school, and preparing for
montrealais's birthday, and finally crashed on Sunday with a bad flu.
Writing is sporadic -- I've only finished one short story and one piece of poetry these last few weeks, as I don't really feel inspired. I'm still waiting for feedback on the two copies of my novel I printed up.
Other than that, I've just been reading a lot of Renaissance drama. Right now, it's Shakespeare's Twelfth Night.