... and to let you all know you can't spoil me, I guess. I'm now caught up on "Welcome to Night Vale" and have finished season 1 (aka ALL THERE IS DAMMIT) of "Orange is the New Black." Also reading Moon Over Soho. All delightful.
Also have edited through chapter 24 of Time for Tea, written nothing on the Simon/Alys story alas (I know what I want to write, just having a block probably due to some lack of significance and import in the outline), temporarily suppressed a desire to write "a few little vignettes" ha ha ha about Henry Gale ("but now there was this evil balloon again" Stephen Maturin keeps saying in my head), walked many miles, watered many plants, and not done enough yoga. Well, not done any yoga, but I hope to remedy that today.
Also been weirded out by certain approaches to fandom on tumblr, but that's the old story writ new, so sigh.
Away for the weekend starting tomorrow afternoon and probably not checking anything but email.
Also have edited through chapter 24 of Time for Tea, written nothing on the Simon/Alys story alas (I know what I want to write, just having a block probably due to some lack of significance and import in the outline), temporarily suppressed a desire to write "a few little vignettes" ha ha ha about Henry Gale ("but now there was this evil balloon again" Stephen Maturin keeps saying in my head), walked many miles, watered many plants, and not done enough yoga. Well, not done any yoga, but I hope to remedy that today.
Also been weirded out by certain approaches to fandom on tumblr, but that's the old story writ new, so sigh.
Away for the weekend starting tomorrow afternoon and probably not checking anything but email.
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Date: 2013-09-06 09:57 am (UTC)From:And I have no idea what the actual reference is about, but Stephen Maturin distracted by evil balloons makes me want to see him exploring Sergyar and all its flora and fauna. Especially fauna.
Have a good weekend away!
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Date: 2013-09-06 11:49 am (UTC)From:There's a wonderful part at the end of The Letter of Marque in which Stephen, drugged on laudanum, falls down a staircase and breaks his leg and has dreams about balloons, and it's utterly surreal and marvelous and probably my favorite bit of POB writing ever. So that's what I was thinking about, but Sergyar would be fantastic.