"There's something here I find hard to ignore."

[greygirlbeast]

And I saw Sisyphus at his endless task raising his prodigious stone with both his hands. With hands and feet he' tried to roll it up to the top of the hill, but always, just before he could roll it over on to the other side, its weight would be too much for him, and the pitiless stone would come thundering down again on to the plain. Then he would

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[ext_2132753]

Indecent or not, I hadn't seen that obituary and was interested to read it. Thanks for the link.

I agree about writing being an ultimately Sisyphean endeavor. And conventions are exhausting. Too many people, too much stimulation, too much going on, no down time (for the con, that is) too many demands no matter how benign. There's too much "there" there.

[greygirlbeast]

Too many people, too much stimulation, too much going on, no down time (for the con, that is) too many demands no matter how benign. There's too much "there" there.

Yes. This is the normal way of it. What surprised me is that Necronomicon felt even worse, and I was right here in Providence, my schedule for the con was very light, I went home and slept in my own bed, and so forth.

[humming_along]

There's something about conventions, all that people energy. My 16 year old has a chronic medical condition, and she went to an anime con on Saturday, then slept for 16 hours on Sunday. I think it drains you in more ways than meet the eye.

[kiki60]

They did a survey on the work habits of sixty four writers for a book on writing. The survey was useless, all sixty four writer wrote in wildly different manners. I love Christopher Hitchen's work habits. He would wake before sun was up, spend hours preparing for the day, go to work early, break early for lunch and drink heavily, go back work finish early, then drive to pick up someone who hated him so he would have someone to debate with him, drink and eat with friends, make a public appearance and hopefully have a heated argument, hang with friend drinking and smoking, then after everyone went stumbling off home to bed he pound-out a few thousand words. It's a wonder he live as long as he did?

[setsuled]

And I saw Sisyphus at his endless task raising his prodigious stone with both his hands.

Oof, I've been thinking about this, too, lately, as I'm trapped with bean counting meaningless math homework for hours and noisy construction getting me up at absurd hours. Which has left me little time for art and writing I'm behind on. There's always another stone to be added . . .

[readingthedark]

Wow. KGB!

[Brilliant "Hounds of Love" cover: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVimRZ3jScU ]