fifty frenchmen can't be wrong (
some_stars) wrote2012-08-17 01:15 pm
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I finished 172 Hours on the Moon! Sadly it fell apart some toward the end, when the author decided to start explaining everything. No! That is the point of cosmic horror! That is is mysterious and inexplicable and cannot be made sense of no matter what! Still worth reading, but that was disappointing, because it had been so properly scary up until then.
I sat down to finish it after spending a few hours vidding, and now I have done that and done reading and there are emails I need to send but oh how I don't want to. Plus sitting at the computer saps all my life force. My brain is trying to distract me from working on my book by frantically developing ideas for the next one. Very clever, brain. But it won't work >:( or okay, it probably will, but I'll know you're doing it to get out of actually writing.
For that matter, there's nonfiction books I need to read too, since if I don't get a teacher assistant job for this next year (and it is looking increasingly like I won't) I'll be spending most of my time volunteering at the science museum, and I need to know more than I know at present. Also there's nothing stopping me from going to the gym and using all the non-pool facilities. Or calling this local scuba/diving place I found online that seems to have high-end snorkels available, to replace my cheap one that keeps trying to drown me. Or getting started on completely overhauling my bedroom and making space for a semi-adult life. But that is all very hard to do for some reason.
I sat down to finish it after spending a few hours vidding, and now I have done that and done reading and there are emails I need to send but oh how I don't want to. Plus sitting at the computer saps all my life force. My brain is trying to distract me from working on my book by frantically developing ideas for the next one. Very clever, brain. But it won't work >:( or okay, it probably will, but I'll know you're doing it to get out of actually writing.
For that matter, there's nonfiction books I need to read too, since if I don't get a teacher assistant job for this next year (and it is looking increasingly like I won't) I'll be spending most of my time volunteering at the science museum, and I need to know more than I know at present. Also there's nothing stopping me from going to the gym and using all the non-pool facilities. Or calling this local scuba/diving place I found online that seems to have high-end snorkels available, to replace my cheap one that keeps trying to drown me. Or getting started on completely overhauling my bedroom and making space for a semi-adult life. But that is all very hard to do for some reason.
