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Calmed me down a little bit.
http://outsidemyfield.com/2011/01/26/bab
The chapter is submitted. I have a lot of reflections, but I'll give them a day to settle down.
I am in a very odd sort of mood.
I'm exhausted with the move, my various allergies and the lack of sleep over the course of editing.
I'm depressed, because my work did not turned out as glamorous as I pictured it in my head and it's far shorter than it was supposed to be. So much hard work, so much of my everyday disciplined writing and constant focus, and still, I am, as usual, lacking.
Right now I cannot see past the negatives, which is a rare thing for me indeed.
I haven't really had a chance to be jolly about the new flat. I'm a bit dazed with everything.
I need to rest. I need to do lots of stuff today. I need to write another chapter. I need to knit some rugs for the bathroom out of K's old T-shirts. I need a ton of boxes to unpack itself. I need to read a book.
My needs are great, but right now, I'll just go for a walk.
Over and out.
- Location:Starbucks, Jubilee Place
- Mood:
awake - Music:Santa Baby
The results of my gluten tests in March were normal, so I'm not expecting anything drastic, but I'm suspecting something else. There is something wrong with my immunity and my constant lack of appetite. I wake up tired and dehydrated. But I have no stomach-related problems. So, I will test myself and see whether there is something I should avoid.
Maybe it's chicken? I'm not a fan of it and for some years now I cannot stand fried chicken and it's not the taste - I actually like the taste and I love red meat and duck and turkey. But the thought of it makes me queasy. Today I've had noodles in a wok with veggies and chicken and some lightly pickled greens. Delightful, apart from the chicken.
I'd love to blame some kind of food for my recent itchy arms and I suspect K.'s skin allergy i because of some kind of food. Oh, well. It shall soon be revealed.
- Mood:
excited
- Mood:
amused
I have no appetite, neither for food nor for work, I'm miserable.
I'm knitting a shawl while watching The Big Bang Theory (go Sheldon!).
- Mood:
sore
Martin's hardback sports some beautiful detailed maps and i'm one of those people who like to 'feel' the book as much as read it. But I'm down on availability in terms of book-space in my flat. And an ebook is always with me, light and portable in my phone. My practical 'I' is kicking my fan-geeky 'I'. To predict a winner, a poll: Poll #1764825 A Dance with Dragons: Ebook or Hardcover
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 4
Which one should I choose?
Moorcock's Count Brass is written in a tone of an adventure-history novel, where good uncle narrator is telling a story. It's a joy to read.
2 (50.0%)But in the first chapter I've already found two interesting examples of 'inconsistencies', for the lack of a better word. First is the cloak of Dorian Hawkmoon: 'He wrapped a thick cloak of dark blue silk about his shoulders[...]' p.25
Well. In the current epic fantasy climate I can only say that silk for a travel cloak is highly impractical. And silk seems to be far from thick. Layers of silk wouldn't be thick still, or maybe that's just me. The fact that I've noticed it already says something about my 'training' as a reader in fantasy - I pay attention, it matters to me what material are the clothes made from. I love silk, but it really works only in evening dresses.
The second thing I've spotted is Dorian's scar, or rather, the jewel that was where the scar is now. As this is a sequel to a different book that I haven't read, my reader's brain is constantly working on visualisations of the character, whether I like it or not. I adore Moorcock for not providing any of Dorian's descriptions, I construct Dorian from his feelings and his actions -it doesn't matter what he looks like. The only thing that differentiates him in terms of physical attributes is his scar on the forehead. In the first chapter, the fact that Dorian wore a jewel is mentioned three times. First, it was on the forehead. Second, it was on the neck, and third, back on the forehead. A minor change to Dorian's image in my head. Two out of three, I assume it's the forehead.
And the thought of Hawkmoon's scar brings me to another character that's been in my head recently: the scar, the wand and the You Know Who I'm talking about.
Hawkmoon's scar is logical. He had a jewel on his forehead. The jewel is gone now, but left a mark. Simple.
Harry Potter has a scar, because Voldemort tried to kill him and failed. But but but! The curse never got to Potter, his mother took in on herself and died. The curse rebounded. So how can he have a scar and be a horcrux at the same time? It's a nice idea, as long as one suspends all logic, belief and everything else.
I think I will go and get myself a silk cloak.
- Mood: amused
But there also comes a time when one feels like:'I will so make it. Why haven't I seen it before. It's so easy!'
Of course, it never is that easy, but once the euphoria of ideas kicks in, the life of a PhD student changes substantially. There is a glimmer of hope on the horizon, the once upon a time in future viva in the grasp of one's hands.
I think I've just got into that moment.
And to celebrate it, I'm going to see HP8 today.
Take that universe!
- Mood: excited
A little publication of mine.
- Mood: cheerful
