State of the hedjog
Still feeling somewhat wishy-washy - not sure if this is reaction to the shots (booster site still a bit sore, for the record) - or whether it is merely the product of unwonted physical exercise, i.e. walk to health centre, standing for a considerable while in a queue, walk back (mostly uphill), not to mention the psychological effects of seeing so many people and engaging in interactions?
(I have been exercising: but not letting myself become a totally sedentary lump is possibly not the same as taking regular walks in the world.)
A number of annoying domestically-related things, sigh.
(I thought this might be Mercury-in-retrograde, which somebody mentioned the other day, but that bad puppy should be straightening up his act by now, apparently?)
I was wondering if I was being just a leetle disingenuous dissing on the lady mentioned in this post as setting up to disrupt the publishing industry? But the very fact that she's talking about 'marketing' and 'the industry' I think cuts her off from the whole phenomenon of which I am but a tiny fragment, of people creating fiction online, either fanfic or original, that isn't, at least in its beginnings, about formal publication but about something for the enjoyment of one's friends. I.e she's coming it at from a different end, about building up an audience in the marketplace.
(And tangentially, I noted that Everina Maxwell's Winter's Orbit, the reworking of Avoliot's The Course of Honour, published on AO3 in 2017, is currently 99p on Kobo - also on Kindle.)
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