falling in love again, I can't help it
(schmaltzy English version of the incredibly sexy song sung by Dietrich in The Blue Angel, which in German went, far less schmaltzily, "I am made for love from head to foot, and that's my world, nothing more than that").
But I digress.
In the past couple of months I haven't been firing on all cylinders emotionally. I did all necessary and/or pleasurable things (work, cook, do research, have the new cracks in the house examined, keep in touch with friends and family) but it was all sort of half-hearted - I wasn't depressed, just emotionally tired. A few things are helping me out of the doldrums. A couple of unsolicited positive comments from academics. Finishing a book review and thinking that it's good. Talking to a few friends. And watching Ripper Street and falling in love with it.
Good plots, articulate scripts, characters with depth and involving histories, decent treatment of minorities (including the guests and clients of a "molly house"). Although I seem to be the only one among my slash-minded friends to do so, I see some potential slash vibes between secular, rational, guilt-ridden Inspector Reid and Captain/Dr "Homer Jackson", Man With Several Pasts, skilled surgeon, brilliant forensic pathologist, chemist, marksman, gunslinger, whoremonger, smoker of strange substances, cardsharp, etc. etc. And the result is as follows:
While at work, writing
Things I like to imagine.
Pure self-indulgence!
But I digress.
In the past couple of months I haven't been firing on all cylinders emotionally. I did all necessary and/or pleasurable things (work, cook, do research, have the new cracks in the house examined, keep in touch with friends and family) but it was all sort of half-hearted - I wasn't depressed, just emotionally tired. A few things are helping me out of the doldrums. A couple of unsolicited positive comments from academics. Finishing a book review and thinking that it's good. Talking to a few friends. And watching Ripper Street and falling in love with it.
Good plots, articulate scripts, characters with depth and involving histories, decent treatment of minorities (including the guests and clients of a "molly house"). Although I seem to be the only one among my slash-minded friends to do so, I see some potential slash vibes between secular, rational, guilt-ridden Inspector Reid and Captain/Dr "Homer Jackson", Man With Several Pasts, skilled surgeon, brilliant forensic pathologist, chemist, marksman, gunslinger, whoremonger, smoker of strange substances, cardsharp, etc. etc. And the result is as follows:
While at work, writing
Things I like to imagine.
Pure self-indulgence!