I’m getting back into the habit of being a domestic. I tried for a while to work outside the house again, but I really just can’t handle being around people for extended periods anymore. Its hard for me to accept that, but now that I’m keeping myself occupied with cooking and cleaning I don’t feel so guilty about not working for a wage. Plus I really love this kind of work. I love putting things in order, and reducing chaos. I still don’t have the hang of working on it everyday, so when I clean I end up wearing myself out, but it’s still nice to look around the kitchen or the living room and see that everything is clean and almost picture-worthy.
Today, I’m doing things a bit differently. I’ve been spending way too much time in the house, so I took a break and wandered outside for a few hours. Phoenix is beautiful in the spring (well before the summer heat traps us all inside). The sky is a brilliant blue, and the breezes are refreshing. I’ve been avoiding outside and people and stimuli in general, so feling these things is uplifting my spirit.
I took the light rail downtown, and wandered around a bit, eventually ending up at the baseball stadium. I forgot, or rather I knew but never thought about, the Fridays restaraunt there. So, even though I don’t like Fridays, I stopped in for lunch
The food is not all that, but the view is incredible.
I’ll have to update this when I get home, but I wanted to remember….
I’m just testing this from my new iPad. ^_^
It’s continuing to be hectic and strange, but I am actually writing these days. Now, if only I can write something that isn’t too personal to post….
So, I’ve put the site back up – again. I’ve just finished moving – again. I’m looking to start writing – again.
I’m really doing more journaling than fiction writing these days (which I may have already said – it’s hard for me to recall.) I’m being hopelessly domestic, and am thinking about starting a housekeeping business. Either that or I’ll start doing part time administrative work somewhere. But I still feel a desire to create something, so I come back to posibly doing some fiction. NaNoWriMo is right around the corner (again) and while I know that I don’t have a novel in me right now I could use that month to take on some sort of challenge and see what comes out of it.
I’m not writing right now. I guess it’s not something that you can force. I am reading, which is an improvement. Right now I’m reading Infinite Jest, which has been sitting on my nightstand for two months gathering dust. I was worried about starting it; even though I’ve heard wonderful things about the book, and I loved Brief Interviews with Hideous Men, it seemed like it was a lot to swallow in my current mental state. And to be fair it is a lot to swallow. This is admittedly a very difficult read. That said, it is a very rewarding read.
I’m a strange kind of reader. I tend to skim quickly through books, so I love a book that doesn’t let me get away with that. This book forces you to pay attention, to really work at reading, and it rewards you for your labor by being incredibly entertaining. I’m only three chapters in and I can already say that I love this book.
Faster than I anticipated!
I had to take the site down for a few months, but now it’s back and there should be some new content showing up in the near future, so stay tuned!
I never thought I would see the day when I would find not one but two books that I could not get into enough to get past the first few pages. I think, in my whole life, this has only happened with one book ever (and it was a really bad, pretentious book – I brought it for light reading on a cruise and I deliberately left it in my stateroom because I didn’t want to haul it back.)
Both books are new releases, and highly recommended, so I’m not sure why I can’t read them. I’m only listing them here because I know that the books can’t be bad and that I’m going to want to revisit them; “Buzz Aldrin, What Happened To You In All The Confusion” by Johan Harstad, and “Damascus” by Josha Mohr.
It simply can’t be the books that are the problem; it has to be me. Benzo withdrawal (yeah, more detailed on that in my private journal) must be affecting my mental state more than I thought it would, and if it is going to rob me of my love of books I’m simply not sure how I’m going to make it through the next year – for the most part my reading habit is all I have to keep me sane.
Wiping NaNoWriMo off my list yet again. I just don’t have the fortitude to try to write a novel right now. Better to focus on shorter subjects that are within my current abilities.
My NaNoWriMo for this year is limping out of the gate. I couldn’t even break 1000 words until today, when I realized that the POV was not 3rd person with the student as the main character, but rather 1st person from the perspective of the serial killer across the street. I think it’s going to be smoother sailing now that I’ve figured that out. ^_^
This site is going on the move! Not that it is moving, but rather that I’m going to be writing from other places so I wanted to set up posting from my phone. So, this isn’t a real entry, even though it’s long enough to count as one. Confused yet?