| barbara_hambly ( @ 2008-02-24 08:42:00 |
| Current location: | Here |
| Current music: | Heater rumbling, cats purring |
No hiking today
I was supposed to go hiking this morning; not going to happen.
Cold, wet, and gray - raining all night. Woke up under a pile of cats. Love that soft beauty when I take the dog out early, there's no sound but the crows.
The re-write of Homeland is all-consuming and exhausting, the different structure suggested by my editor pushing me into areas of my own heart and life that I find disturbing and dark. It's hard to write and emotionally very exhausting, and I'm doing nothing else these days: sleeping, writing, and class-prep and teaching work. People ask me, "How's your writing going?" and I want to say, "Can we talk about something else?" But since that opens the conversational meme of, "Gosh, you sound troubled about it, can you give me a full explanation and re-hash of all the things about the publishing industry that really bother you?" though I do appreciate the concern, I generally just say, "Fine. How's your life going?"
That's why I love days like this one, with large blocks of time to work in. Maybe I'll cut out a shirt during the technical awards and speeches portion of Oscar-night tonight.