Just finished:
Embarrassingly, I haven't finished a thing since my last Wednesday post. The book group meeting for which I was reading The Algebraist overtook me before I'd gotten more than a hundred pages into the book, and the discussion, while delightful, did not persuade me that it was a book I wanted to finish ( Read more... )

Just finished:
I (inadvisably, since my very busy workday started at 8:30 this morning) stayed up until past midnight to listen to the end of volume 4 of The Sharing Knife. I've read it at least twice before but, sigh, story of my HEART. And I love epilogues with a deep and unholy love, so I definitely wasn't going to bed before that.

Reading now: ( Read more... )

...So then I moved, and that whole process kind of sucked. But now it's over, and I'm starting to actually believe that this is where I live, and the new job location is where I work, and this is my life and I should probably get on with it ( Read more... )

So, once again I'm abandoning a book I've been reading for a week and a half and still haven't gotten halfway through. Granted that I spent several days not reading it because of brain-immersion elsewhere--I didn't miss it, and today when I picked it up again I still wasn't particularly anxious to keep going with it. Also I already missed the ( Read more... )

...Or to co-working, if it's a co-working night.

Anyway: after a week and a half of plodding through Downbelow Station twenty pages at a time, today I spent twenty minutes thinking I was about to reach the halfway point. And then I realized my math was wrong and I was still not halfway through the book, and the disappointment of not being halfway ( Read more... )

For tonight's writing work, I completed a draft of a short story that is partly in the form of a numbered list. (A numbered list of five things, naturally, because five is the appropriate number for this sort of thing ( Read more... )