Well, it is Monday, after all. You have to expect nasty.
My nasty started yesterday of course. Or even the night before that. Saturday night we had duck for dinner as you may recall. And I had Gravy* and Gorgeous Golden Crackly Skin.
And Sunday morning I was 12.37 pounds heavier than I’d been the day before and could barely
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Also, I really want roast duck now. *goes to rummage in freezer*
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(Do you have the current lurgy? Flu that drags on forever? Peter still has it. My neighbour has it. It's really annoying about my neighbour because while he's off sick I can't use his parking space because it's full of HIS car . . . )
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There's also a dead crow in there. Don't ask.
I have the Lingering Flu, *and* I've just been diagnosed with viral labyrinthitis on top of that. It sucks.
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*********** Your household sounds more and MORE like mine. I was making bread today and everything I did, I had to MOVE something first.
There's also a dead crow in there. Don't ask.
************ Shamanism. How am I doing?
I have the Lingering Flu, *and* I've just been diagnosed with viral labyrinthitis on top of that. It sucks.
*********** Oh, big gross. Hey, you can get the sympathy vote by being taken into court to argue your case from a stretcher.
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Anyway, in re-reading Deerskin I realized that you write your blog the same way you write your books: your journaling 'voice' and your author 'voice' are almost indistinguishable. For the other published authors whose blogs I read, this is not true. As an editor, I know that it's not true for most people. Most people write differently for publication than they do for a diary or correspondence (either of which a blog probably is ( ... )
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*********** Well, thank you very much! :) I'm interested it seems so to you though because while my books are deeply personal they're not *directly* personal (part of my rant about how readers know a lot about me from reading my books, yes, but they don't know WHAT they know, because none of it is literal or direct), and while this journal isn't an exact replica of my real life it's a near cousin or a close personal friend. I would have expected the author voice and the blog voice to *resonate* with each other but not to sound the same.
. . . And after that, you aren't going to SAY what the line from DEERSKIN is? (By the way *I* find it bloody awful, rereading DEERSKIN, which I had to do for its recent reissue. Except for the puppies.)
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It does make the sun, when it comes out, particularly glorious seeming.
I hated that Ray Bradbury story when I was a kid- it dripped with despair for me! So it's kind of funny that I ended up moving to a state in which seeing the sun is a city wide event!
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Have you been checked for Sjogren's syndrome or esophageal reflux? I have both, and the dentist who's doing the second part of my second root canal Wed. says that either can do a nasty job on teeth. (Both, needless to say, is a real double whammy.)
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Uh oh.
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