Les Semaines

June 12, 2005

what I'm thinking and doing § what I'm listening to § what I'm reading
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In Revolt

Again, I'm in revolt. This time against how much work I have to do. Sigh. So today I have done hardly anything today. Yes, this is going to make the upcoming week much more difficult. I couldn't help myself. I was lame enough that I didn't even clean the cat box. I did have a shower. I heated up dinner, did a dish or two, wrote a couple of email messages...and not much else. I played a lot of computer solitaire and read stuff online. (Don't bug me about that. Really. Just shut up.) I talked on the phone once or twice. I moved a few things around in the house, including even putting a few things away where they belong. (Don't faint. And really, shut up.)

And I didn't write a decent Les Semaines entry. (Yeah, you're reading it, you tell me.)

I somehow thought at this age I wouldn't get these won't-do-it moods. These loud-music do-nothing moods.

I'm guess I'm still alive. What am I going to be like at 70?

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I was kind of obsessing on Andi Starr's Me beautiful cd, but now I'm slacking on that. It's still good,though.

I had to put Carina Round's The Disconnection on because it suits my mood much better.

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Andreas Eschbach's The Carpet Makers is a series of connected stories about a universe where everyone worships the Emperor, and men spend their lives weaving a carpet out of their wives' and daughters' hair, that they then sell to start their son's life. Therefore, every man can have only one son but wants several wives and as many daughters as he can afford to support. The sons spend their lives making the next generation's carpet. The exquisite carpets go to the Emperor's palace on another planet. But there are heretical rumours that the emperor has been deposed by a rebellion, and if so, where are the carpets going? This is a book that walks around a mystery and then just tells you the answer flat out, so in the end it fell flat for me.

Clare B. Dunke's YA novel Close Kin is the sequel to The Hollow Kingdom. I can't give the set up as it's a spoiler for The Hollow Kingdom, but like it I found this a truly interesting read with unexpected twists that I found quite entertaining.

Jane Langton's The Diamond in the Window is an old-fashioned children's fantasy story, originally published in 1962 but it could have been from any time in the century. It had its charming moments, and its mechanical moments. It certainly was the kind of unbelieveable fantasy that would have felt really magical to me as a child. It's the story of two children living with their aunt and crazy uncle (her brother). The family is nearly out of money, and are threatened with losing their home -- a wonderful old turreted Victorian. One day the children discover a new room, where strangely enough two children with names remarkably similar to their own had disappeared from many years earlier, along with their aunt's mysterious fiancé. The children start a magical journey to find them and to restore the family fortunes.

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Got an idea for the start of a story this week. Just sat down and wrote about 300 words of it and got stuck. Lo and behold, it really was just a scene from farther on in my novel. I resisted the idea as long as I could. A few days, even. I want to write a short story that kicks at least a little ass sometime. Unlikely, though.

In other news, Saturday was another of our day-long writing retreats. Now the start of my new novel is 4,422 words.

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