I ended up finishing off the Red Dwarf DVD and reading some Sandman before shutting the lights off just a few minutes after 11. Yay for getting to bed at a reasonable hour. Of course, I woke up sometime before 6. I managed to get back to sleep, woke up around 7, finally getting up out of bed at around 7:40, with enough time to make my normal bus.
On the bus ride in, I finished the book I was reading, Characters and Viewpoint by Orson Scott Card. I've now started How to Write Science Fiction and Fantasy, also by Orson Scott Card. This is getting me a bit more motivated to actually do some writing, but I note that I haven't actually done any. We'll see.
Speaking of reading, I noticed a woman on the T reading a book called The Fuck-Up. I had seen that same book before on the same train. I assume it was the same woman, too, but it was the book title that was noticeable. It's in huge letters across the back and front of the book. So I checked it out on Amazon this morning, and it sounds like a decent novel. I was actually thinking about picking it up until I read a review of it that said it was a Russian novel in disguise. Seeing as how I detest Russian plays, I can only asusme that I'll detest Russian novels, as well. So I don't think I'll pick up the book.
I've noticed that I'm having more ideas for characters and stories since reading the last book. Or maybe it's just that I'm noticing them more and thinking about them more. I just had a flash of a character, a man who sees an attractive woman on a train reading a book. He gets the book in order to be able to strike up conversation with the woman, or, hoping that, seeing that he's reading the same book she is, she'll strike up conversation with him. Maybe he notices occasional glances from her, but she never says anything. He keeps doing it for a few books, hoping, but then he decides that she's never going to say anything, and he just can't bring himself to say anything. But he keeps reading whatever she's reading, finding that he actually likes the stuff, stuff that he normally would never have been exposed to. Maybe she finally says something to him after months and months. Or maybe one of the books leads him to get interested in some new-to-him subculture, and he runs into her at some gathering or something.
So, yeah, I really should write. I need to get over my fears that whatever I write won't be good enough. Yeah, right. I'll just put that on my to-do list.
- make pie
- do laundry
- wash dishes
- do Krayzen work
- get over life-long fear of not being perfect
Oh yeah, speaking of pie, I'm going to make my [INSUFFICIENT CLEARANCE FOR THIS INFORMATION] pie tonight, since I probably won't have time tomorrow to make it, and I want to only make one pie on Friday, which will be the lemon meringue. I've asked my boss if I can work at home on Friday, which should not be a big deal. Which means I can get most of a day's work done on Friday and still have time to clean and make lemon meringue pie, leaving a couple of hours to finish up Saturday or Sunday.
Trying not to think of the dentist visit on Saturday. I'm sure it will be unpleasant, but I hope it will avoid more unpleasantness in the future.