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Mar. 21st, 2018 08:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today's primary goal is to work on beta reading. I've got some DVDs I can put in that don't require much attention, and I'm going to close most of my browser windows (the beta is in Gdocs, so I need to keep that open).
I also need to make some phone calls to schedule appointments. I don't know if I'll manage them or not. I should try.
I dreamed last night that I'd found a book that I now really wish existed. It was an RPG supplement that consisted entirely of 2-4 page essays that summarized f/f romances written in the 1950s and earlier, going back at least a century. I'm not actually sure how such a book could be an RPG supplement, but I have the sensory image of how the paper smelled and of the weight of the book and of the texture of the cover. I know I started reading in the dream, but I don't remember authors or titles beyond that Georgette Heyer had something in there.
Usually, these dream disappointments are books by specific (dead or no longer publishing) authors. L. Frank Baum, Dorothy Sayers, Roger Zelazny, Barry Hughart, Janet Kagan. I don't recall one happening in quite a while, probably because I'm not reading quite so much. I used to have dreams about rereading a familiar book and finding it to have a different plot than I remembered.
If you try to ping me on Gchat, there's something weird going on with notifications there in as much as, at least half the time, I don't get the notification noise until I toggle to that tab.
I got word from the long term disability review people that I'm still officially disabled for another year. We'll have to do the whole thing over again in February of 2019.
I think I'm going to have to be cautious about how much ginger tea I drink. 16 oz in a day seems to be fine, but more than that has an effect on my IBS that's about equivalent to eating half a dozen raspberries. It's a pity because I like cold brewing a pitcher of Stash's lemon ginger tea and then drinking it all over the course of a couple of days.
I still kind of want to order delivery for lunch or to drag myself out to buy something. I probably won't end up doing either because I know that, in a day or three, I won't particularly want those things. Better to spend the money on something else and the time on writing or beta reading.
I also need to make some phone calls to schedule appointments. I don't know if I'll manage them or not. I should try.
I dreamed last night that I'd found a book that I now really wish existed. It was an RPG supplement that consisted entirely of 2-4 page essays that summarized f/f romances written in the 1950s and earlier, going back at least a century. I'm not actually sure how such a book could be an RPG supplement, but I have the sensory image of how the paper smelled and of the weight of the book and of the texture of the cover. I know I started reading in the dream, but I don't remember authors or titles beyond that Georgette Heyer had something in there.
Usually, these dream disappointments are books by specific (dead or no longer publishing) authors. L. Frank Baum, Dorothy Sayers, Roger Zelazny, Barry Hughart, Janet Kagan. I don't recall one happening in quite a while, probably because I'm not reading quite so much. I used to have dreams about rereading a familiar book and finding it to have a different plot than I remembered.
If you try to ping me on Gchat, there's something weird going on with notifications there in as much as, at least half the time, I don't get the notification noise until I toggle to that tab.
I got word from the long term disability review people that I'm still officially disabled for another year. We'll have to do the whole thing over again in February of 2019.
I think I'm going to have to be cautious about how much ginger tea I drink. 16 oz in a day seems to be fine, but more than that has an effect on my IBS that's about equivalent to eating half a dozen raspberries. It's a pity because I like cold brewing a pitcher of Stash's lemon ginger tea and then drinking it all over the course of a couple of days.
I still kind of want to order delivery for lunch or to drag myself out to buy something. I probably won't end up doing either because I know that, in a day or three, I won't particularly want those things. Better to spend the money on something else and the time on writing or beta reading.