I dreamed that I was painting an old-fashioned (think 50s) novel cover, which somehow morphed into doing an installation of tiny cut-crystal mythological figures hung in a curtain in front of a sheer red fabric panel. I wish I could remember exactly what they were, the whole thing was beautiful.
So I've got to find some kind of authentic feeling of family around science fiction fandom to write about, even though I haven't really felt that way in a couple decades.
Could you maybe write about collaborative husband-and-wife authors like CL Moore and Henry Kuttner?
Ooh, that sounds lovely, Matt.
I have been productive this morning, which I guess is something.
For me
Called vet
Rescheduled dr appt
Spoke to vet
For work
Monthly standing orders entered
8:30 reports
HR online system document fixed
Email caught up
Timesheet
Month end completed
I would like Matt to come and decorate my place so that I can settle in and watch Tom's movie.
I would watch Tom's movie.
Hey, did you guys know that you can watch Kings on the NBC site? [link] That show was just a couple of years ahead of its time.
Aww, hell. I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT!
Gronk. Somehow, I apparently hadn't been in here since September. Apparently, also, job hunting sucks away my will to do... anything.
I kind of worked myself into a crappy attitude about my job toward the end of the weekend, but I'm going to try to refocus and support myself via pats on my own back. Right now, I have two that are non work-related: I remembered to turn my alarm clock back on over the weekend, and I am dieting via not getting sour cream on my bowl from Chipotle.
Aww, hell. I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT!
I think maybe you did need to know that.
Could you maybe write about collaborative husband-and-wife authors like CL Moore and Henry Kuttner?
No, he wants a personal essay. And it's for his decades-long-running print 'zine, so he probably doesn't want to hear about my online people. I know what he really wants; he wants ego-stroking about how sci-fi fandom has been better than my blood family and stuck with me thru thick and thin, but except for a couple individuals, it's not true and I don't have those stories. I mean, I could go back 30 years and tell the story of how my SFF family saved me from my psycho stalker boyfriend, but I kinda don't want to. (Not without noting that without SSF I wouldn't have had the psycho BF.) Maybe I should just talk in general, about how I found my BFF through SSF, and my first real relationship, and my second one, too, and how my life wouldn't be the same without the people I've known, etc etc. Ugh.
Give him your essay, Zen, not what he wants.
I remembered to turn my alarm clock back on over the weekend
Show off! Gold star for you.
Joining msbelle. Hopefully in being productive, definitely in "Bleargh. Work. Cramps"
I am also smug about having gotten through my cramps over the holiday! Although that may not be anything to be smug about....?
