I'm 59 today
Today's my birthday, and I'm lucky that my birthday often coincides with my husband's Spring Break, so he was available to spend the day with me (though he did work most of Spring Break).
I'm unlucky in that I pulled a hamstring this afternoon. I can barely walk, and changing the angle at which my knee is bent -- even by a tiny amount -- hurts tremendously.
I'm lucky in that someone posted a lovely comment on one of my stories, and it just happened to be on my birthday:
I absolutely love all your stories. I was casually browsing Star Trek fics in the archive and the ones I've been clicking on and enjoyed reading the most always seem to coincidentally be authored by you. :) After a few of these incidents, I decided I DEFINITELY needed to subscribe to you. Your writing is extremely thoughtful, insightful, and emotionally driven. Many of the themes you discuss through the characters promote long periods of introspection for me, and you inspire me to think in new ways.
Inspiring someone to think in new ways is SO cool. I've worked as both as a professor and as a clinical psychologist in the past, and in both roles, this was one of the things I most wanted to do, so it's wonderful to hear that I'm still occasionally doing it as a writer, even though I'm mostly disabled these days.
Even though Star Trek isn't my husband's thing, the way it is mine, he did consent to watch a TOS episode with me today; we saw "Mirror, Mirror." So many elements of that episode have passed into the cultural melting pot and found their way into other shows, but it must have been startlingly fresh and new when it was made. It's still a nifty episode, even fifty years later.
I guess I'll go read one of the books my husband got me for my birthday, so I can try to ignore the pain in my leg.
*sigh* I guess this is what birthdays are like at almost 60 -- a blend of positive social things and physical pain.
I'm unlucky in that I pulled a hamstring this afternoon. I can barely walk, and changing the angle at which my knee is bent -- even by a tiny amount -- hurts tremendously.
I'm lucky in that someone posted a lovely comment on one of my stories, and it just happened to be on my birthday:
I absolutely love all your stories. I was casually browsing Star Trek fics in the archive and the ones I've been clicking on and enjoyed reading the most always seem to coincidentally be authored by you. :) After a few of these incidents, I decided I DEFINITELY needed to subscribe to you. Your writing is extremely thoughtful, insightful, and emotionally driven. Many of the themes you discuss through the characters promote long periods of introspection for me, and you inspire me to think in new ways.
Inspiring someone to think in new ways is SO cool. I've worked as both as a professor and as a clinical psychologist in the past, and in both roles, this was one of the things I most wanted to do, so it's wonderful to hear that I'm still occasionally doing it as a writer, even though I'm mostly disabled these days.
Even though Star Trek isn't my husband's thing, the way it is mine, he did consent to watch a TOS episode with me today; we saw "Mirror, Mirror." So many elements of that episode have passed into the cultural melting pot and found their way into other shows, but it must have been startlingly fresh and new when it was made. It's still a nifty episode, even fifty years later.
I guess I'll go read one of the books my husband got me for my birthday, so I can try to ignore the pain in my leg.
*sigh* I guess this is what birthdays are like at almost 60 -- a blend of positive social things and physical pain.