Jan 13, 2016 10:51
THat's what the half of me who is gloomy and depressive has to say. The other half is all springy and sproingy but when it comes to actually *doing* anything, like leaving the house... some times it just ain't gonna happen without a fight. Okay how about one step at a time, that's a good philosophy; I'll open the windows and drapes! I'm having fun actually sitting here and reading FB and other posts but I don't want to write or go for a walk or .... well crap. And you just don't always know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
I've always wished I were musical. I say were and not was because I can barely play a radio let an instrument and I cannot sing. I can whistle, for that's worth. I'm not in sync with the climate; you really need to go outside and be active in the morning and earlier is better, but I'm not a morning person.
A book of mine is up on the Stop Homophobia website and I'm listed as an author who fights homophobia.... also, for what that's worth. What is it worth? Guess I'll keep at it anyway.
Another peculiar thing; I wrote Dave Parker, who does reviews for PFlag and just retired from the National PFlag board, but he doens't want to review any more of my tales because he's limiting himself to trans issues and I 'seem to write for gays who are coming out.' Lucky he reviewed one or two of my first ones huh. Plus he didn't write me back but connected with Robyn to tell her.
I served 'chopped liver' in one of my stories. I felt it made a good point.
This would be a very late starting out time for a walk here but perhaps I will do it anyhow - or drive somewhere and walk from there, more beach, fewer people I know. No I don't want to talk to you. Yes I still like you. It's not you. It's - shut up, all right? I don't even want to talk to myself right now.
I need a unicorn; no seriously, a friend who likes them has a birthday soon.