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May. 20th, 2016 12:40 pmOur cleaning lady has pulled all of the crap out of every corner of the living room and piled it in a couple of bins. I need to go through all of it, but a lot of it is Cordelia’s and so needs her input about what to do with it. Some of the games are aimed at five or six year olds, so I really don’t think she’ll want to keep them— Scrabble, Jr. and the Winnie-the-Pooh memory game just aren’t likely to interest a thirteen year old. We probably won’t get rid of Candyland, but that’s mostly because it’s on a high shelf with about six other games piled on top of it. Digging it out is more trouble than just leaving it there.
I have to walk over to the school soon. They’re doing a fundraiser today that asked people to pledge money for the kids to run or walk for a set period of time, and Cordelia forgot to take her pledge envelope in. It could wait for Monday, but I’m worried that we’ll lose it over the weekend. It’s not as if it’s a long walk to the school. The money being raised is earmarked for sending Cordelia’s grade on a long field trip next year, but they’ve only managed about 2/3 of their goal so far, so I don’t know what will happen. Maybe the class will do some fundraising on their own next year?
Scott seems to be coming down with the same bug that Cordelia has. I’m concerned that I’ll catch it, too, and end up sick on my birthday next week.
I’m at a point with writing at the moment where I want very much to have written but really don’t want to write. It’s not as if I’m getting anything else done, either, so I’m not sure why I can’t do this, but right at the moment, I’m starting to feel sick as I think about trying to put together a story. I really don’t like that— I’m happier when I’m writing, and I really love discovering the story as I go along. I’m just looking at all of my WIP right now and loathing each and every one.
So I’m trying to come up with something relaxing to do. Maybe I would actually find sorting stuff in the basement or the living room soothing. Sometimes that’s helpful. I really don’t want to try to cook anything; it’s too hot, and I mostly can’t eat much right now, so I’m not sure how my body would react if I start working with food. Nothing on my to-do list looks helpful. Years ago, when I was in this sort of mood, going to a bookstore to browse would help, but that hasn’t worked in a long time. Now, I just get frustrated by the fact that I can’t finish books very easily and by the fact that 99% of what I find on the shelves is thoroughly unappealing to me. I simply don’t seem to enjoy what’s currently popular, and bookstores need to stock what people buy.
I’m not sure that, at present, I’d enjoy the books I loved when I read them ten or fifteen years ago. That is, this is likely more me than it is the available books. But I don’t like grimdark. I don’t like urban fantasy. I don’t like epic fantasy. I don’t like military SF. I have seen some stuff mentioned that looks vaguely interesting, but it’s all ebooks, and I’m not willing to do the work I’d have to do in order to deal with an ebook. Right now, the power cord for my ereader has been missing for about two years. I don’t see buying a new ereader when I’ve barely ever used the one I have.
I'm mainly venting here. Suggestions for relaxing things to try are okay, but the ereader thing and the not finding books that interest me thing are mainly me being horribly cranky.
I have to walk over to the school soon. They’re doing a fundraiser today that asked people to pledge money for the kids to run or walk for a set period of time, and Cordelia forgot to take her pledge envelope in. It could wait for Monday, but I’m worried that we’ll lose it over the weekend. It’s not as if it’s a long walk to the school. The money being raised is earmarked for sending Cordelia’s grade on a long field trip next year, but they’ve only managed about 2/3 of their goal so far, so I don’t know what will happen. Maybe the class will do some fundraising on their own next year?
Scott seems to be coming down with the same bug that Cordelia has. I’m concerned that I’ll catch it, too, and end up sick on my birthday next week.
I’m at a point with writing at the moment where I want very much to have written but really don’t want to write. It’s not as if I’m getting anything else done, either, so I’m not sure why I can’t do this, but right at the moment, I’m starting to feel sick as I think about trying to put together a story. I really don’t like that— I’m happier when I’m writing, and I really love discovering the story as I go along. I’m just looking at all of my WIP right now and loathing each and every one.
So I’m trying to come up with something relaxing to do. Maybe I would actually find sorting stuff in the basement or the living room soothing. Sometimes that’s helpful. I really don’t want to try to cook anything; it’s too hot, and I mostly can’t eat much right now, so I’m not sure how my body would react if I start working with food. Nothing on my to-do list looks helpful. Years ago, when I was in this sort of mood, going to a bookstore to browse would help, but that hasn’t worked in a long time. Now, I just get frustrated by the fact that I can’t finish books very easily and by the fact that 99% of what I find on the shelves is thoroughly unappealing to me. I simply don’t seem to enjoy what’s currently popular, and bookstores need to stock what people buy.
I’m not sure that, at present, I’d enjoy the books I loved when I read them ten or fifteen years ago. That is, this is likely more me than it is the available books. But I don’t like grimdark. I don’t like urban fantasy. I don’t like epic fantasy. I don’t like military SF. I have seen some stuff mentioned that looks vaguely interesting, but it’s all ebooks, and I’m not willing to do the work I’d have to do in order to deal with an ebook. Right now, the power cord for my ereader has been missing for about two years. I don’t see buying a new ereader when I’ve barely ever used the one I have.
I'm mainly venting here. Suggestions for relaxing things to try are okay, but the ereader thing and the not finding books that interest me thing are mainly me being horribly cranky.
