"And if you ever make it to ten, you won't make it again."

[greygirlbeast]

Chilly, cloudy, rain and wind on its way. I just happened across a photograph I took from the front parlour one year ago yesterday. All was in bloom and the trees were going green along the street. I think, this year, we're at least two weeks behind that. It still looks like February out there. Maybe I'm dead, and this is my hell, a world forever poised at the beginning of spring, a perpetually unfulfilled promise.

Okay, that's starting to sound like Bad Goth Poetry.

But still.

Yesterday was, in theory, better than Thursday. I did some of the last tweaking to The Drowning Girl: A Memoir that's going to be done before I send it back to Penguin on Monday. Then I wait for the editorial letter, etc. and etc. Gods, this routine's gotten old. Anyway, I also sort of tore apart the beginning of "Fake Plastic Trees" and rewrote it. Spooky says it's better now. I don't generally rewrite or write in drafts, and it's unnerving when I do. When all was said and done, though hours were required, I had a net gain of only 248 words.


Nothing else to yesterday worth mentioning. I napped on the sofa for five or ten minutes, the best sleep of the last twenty-four hours. I read "A re-examination of Hauffiosaurus zanoni, a pliosauroid from the Toarcian (Early Jurassic) of Germany" in the new JVP. I missed a phone call from Harlan. That was yesterday.

Probably, I should stop now. This isn't going to get any better.

Comments

[sovay]

Maybe I'm dead, and this is my hell, a world forever poised at the beginning of spring, a perpetually unfulfilled promise.

Persephone's lover, waiting aboveground for her to return.

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Persephone's lover, waiting aboveground for her to return.

Hades is an asshole.

[stsisyphus.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but it's better than living with your mother year 'round.

Okay maybe not your mom, but she seems pretty cool.

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but it's better than living with your mother year 'round.

I beg to differ.

[kendare-blake.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on the Shirley Jackson nomination! And those were some lovely museum photos. I think I prefer the one where you are looking off to your left...such an expression of alert mischief. Very becoming. Also, Hubero should blog more, become your feline biographer.

Sorry for commenting randomly on previous entries. Have not read the journal for two weeks and just played catch up on the whole thing.

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

I think I prefer the one where you are looking off to your left...such an expression of alert mischief.

I too like that one.

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

Hell. Anything we can do to cheer you up?

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Anything we can do to cheer you up?

Thank you, but were you to try, it would likely on worsen the situation.

[rai-ryu.livejournal.com]

You know, for the longest time I've thought that LJ icon was a closed eye, with eyelashes. I only just realized it is actually a set of stairs.

I am about halfway through The Red Tree. I'm quite enjoying it so far.