December 27
7:15
Fairfax Ice Arena, food after
I have Real Skates now, which actually support my ankles (what a thought). So yay.
Break's half-over, and what have I done?
-Drink fake-coffee (Mayan chocolate flavor, though, so it's ok)
-Sleep like a narcoleptic
-Watch a couple of farces on Turner Classic Movies
-Read The Hours (excellent) and The Prestige (somewhat less so)
-Revise the first few chapters of my novel
-Prevent myself from burning said novel (though it's tempting; would probably do more good as a Yule Log than any sort of insight into the human condition)
-Do some fruitless searches for Dr K
-Read part of the health policy textbook for the January block
The only thing that keeps me going, novel-revision-wise, is the thought of people like Gordon Lish and Ezra Pound. Where is my miglior fabbro?