I blinked ...
... and several months went by. Working hard bla bla bla. Won't bore you with details. There have been a number of times when I planned to post, for example to describe how I always feel a little bit inclined to give Romeo and Juliet a bit of a slap for being self-absorbed and rash... even though I get the whole teenage passions and impulsive reactions thing, and even though the recent Australia Ballet production was gorgeous and beautifully brought to life by the dancers, and even though I understand the point of "tragedy".
I have a friend who likes my pragmatic side, and I wonder when I developed this... four years ago? five? ten? I don't think it has been a lifelong trait, and it's certainly not a whole-of-life trait. I still have a sentimental side and I like my pro-bono work :D
And for this November I declare as a sort of presumptive close that I Like Writing. Nanowrimo just didn't work for me last year (lack of prior plotting, alas) however this year I Shall Write A Mystery Novel. It Shall Be Plotted. This Month.
I have been checking out Agatha Christie tropes and shamelessly stealing those which I think I can easily transplant into my SF universe.
I have a friend who likes my pragmatic side, and I wonder when I developed this... four years ago? five? ten? I don't think it has been a lifelong trait, and it's certainly not a whole-of-life trait. I still have a sentimental side and I like my pro-bono work :D
And for this November I declare as a sort of presumptive close that I Like Writing. Nanowrimo just didn't work for me last year (lack of prior plotting, alas) however this year I Shall Write A Mystery Novel. It Shall Be Plotted. This Month.
I have been checking out Agatha Christie tropes and shamelessly stealing those which I think I can easily transplant into my SF universe.