"I'm an indisguisable shade of twilight."

[greygirlbeast]

1. There should be a law to dissuade people from going to the theatre when they're ill. Violators should be subject to steep fines. I cannot imagine being so uncouth as to subject others to your diseases, simply because you wish to be fucking entertained; we're not talking about essential public interaction. Not the market. Not the pharmacy or your

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[sovay]

Pawtucket, amid Northern street squalor, abandoned mills and warehouses, a dirty green river, and a carnival that is either setting up or breaking down or existing always somewhere in between.

That's a photograph.

How does a woman vow, at 49 plus 10 months (or 50 minus 2 months), that she truly is going to stop wasting her life and begin doing things that actually, genuinely matter to her? Is that just too absurd to even be possible?

I don't think it's absurd. It seems a matter of survival. Even a matter of happiness is not absurd.

Can I offer editing help on any of these projects? I have a computer and I can travel.

[greygirlbeast]

That's a photograph.

Somehow, I forgot the camera every damn day.

I don't think it's absurd. It seems a matter of survival. Even a matter of happiness is not absurd.

It's unspeakably complicated.

Can I offer editing help on any of these projects? I have a computer and I can travel.

Maybe. I'm looking at how to streamline each of these jobs. I'll let you know.

[setsuled]

There should be a law to dissuade people from going to the theatre when they're ill. Violators should be subject to steep fines.

Yes. And plastic bags should incur penalties, too. Anything that makes noise. Fines ought to be doubled for noisy contagious things.

But I spent two much time in Pawtucket, amid Northern street squalor, abandoned mills and warehouses, a dirty green river, and a carnival that is either setting up or breaking down or existing always somewhere in between. From these lost days has followed both great relief and considerable anxiety.

Well, sounds like an interesting story. Were you doing location research?

San Diego Comic-Con, San Diego, CA [July 24-27]

I hope you have time to visit the museum or zoo. Are you coming for just exactly those days?

It's a very, very serious matter. Right now, nothing in my life can compare in importance to the gravity of these questions.I understand. I would say if you have the time and resources to do what you truly want then you absolutely should though I'm guessing it's the

[greygirlbeast]

Yes. And plastic bags should incur penalties, too. Anything that makes noise. Fines ought to be doubled for noisy contagious things.

Yes.

Were you doing location research?

Nope.

I hope you have time to visit the museum or zoo. Are you coming for just exactly those days?

I don't know yet. But it's going to be all work, no play, however it works out.

I would say if you have the time and resources to do what you truly want then you absolutely should though I'm guessing it's the question of whether or not you have those resources that makes you uncertain.

I have neither the time nor the resources. If I did, I don't suppose I'd be posing the question. Right now, I only have the time and resources to live as I have the past twenty years or so, the self-perpetuating limbo of mid-list authoring.

[greygirlbeast]

It made nearly everything else I'd done seem superfluous and made me wonder why I'd never done this before.

Which I can't do. Diminishing the importance of what had come before would be, to me, disastrous. No matter how much I've hated my life.

You just decide to go ahead with it, and go.

At least in my case, it's not half that simple, if only because the lives of other people will be heavily impacted.

It doesn't matter what age you are.

At least in my case, it very much matters how old I am. I could spell it all out, the specifics of why, but it's naive to imagine that age is not a factor in the desire of people, in general, to change their lives or pursue a neglected goal. Let's say my dream is to be a figure skater...

[kimuro]

No insipid rose-tinted crap - my outside doesn't match my inner me, I don't recognize the woman in the mirror - no wonder that, truth be told, I never did. The dissociate is this - despite my aches and the pains that never quite go away, despite my hair thinning, and my middle thickening - I don't feel as old as I should be ... I don't act as old as I think I ought. I laugh out loud at things that amuse me - and much there is that amuses. I sit on floors instead of chairs - because it is more comfortable. I ride my bicycle where I can - and wonder if the son's scooter still works and what would it be like to use that instead.

You are you - ymmv. I am me - my mileage always has. Sin beatha, Sin dàn.

[wood_dragon]

How does a woman vow, at 49 plus 10 months (or 50 minus 2 months), that she truly is going to stop wasting her life and begin doing things that actually, genuinely matter to her? Is that just too absurd to even be possible?*

I hope it's not absurd. I'm almost in the exact same place. (I turn 50 in early May.) Spent too much of everything on the day job & not enough on the things I want to be creating & supporting.