In which I have an ear ache
Well, I didn't watch the debate tonight. I really can't stand to listen to most politicians these days, and it's not like anything either could say would induce me to change my mind. Actions speak louder than words, and there are some of us who look beyond the spin and beyond the landmass we live on....
I tend to look at trends, and extrapolate, and sometimes visions of what the future would be like if things go forward and mutate and whatnot kind of spring full-formed into my head. I tend to look for long-term effects and do long-range, big picture thinking. Which, I think, puts me in a minority. My thought is less for the immediate disater of the day, and more for the projected distaster of the century coming down the line. Ok, that sounds pretty darned pessimistic. I can see good trends too, but lately, well, I haven't been holding out much hope.
Speaking of hope, I watched the webcast of SpaceShipOne doing its first X-prize run. Now there was news worth following. How quickly can I ditch this planet, Mr. owner of Virgin airlines?? Mind lowering your price a tad so I can afford that sub-orbital experience?? If the one trend doesn't come to pass, the trend this little flight is the beginning of will be well worth watching. See, it's not all doom and gloom with me.
As for the story, well, still haven't done much character development. It's been one of those weeks where I feel like a chicken with its head cut off. I actually saw a chicken with its head cut off once, and yes, that is exactly how I feel, right down to the totally disconnected look in the eyes.
The disconnect's been pretty strong lately... I'm finding it harder and harder to focus on conversations, or books, or much of anything. It's like I'm floating off in my own little world inside my head, and I really can't be bothered with any of this sensory stuff... It all just interferes with the haze in my mind.
Meanwhile, back at the parthenon.... I haven't made any more progress into that Athena book. Mind you, I think I was rather turned off by the graphic description of the birth of Venus and the rest of Gaia's children.
Sometimes I think of my gods-world. That world really needs another story or two in it. But that's one where I really do need to wait for inspiration. That's one where I think the world opens itself up to me every once in a while, and I make progress on it. But if it doesn't, I can't really reach it.
Other thing to think about is the magicians story. But I think I need to get a book on magic tricks, and work out the other-world aspects of it a little more completely before I'll make alot more progress on that.
By the way, my ear hurts now. I should probably put some peroxide in it or something so I don't end up with an ear infection. It just surprised me with a few twinges. My throat's been a little sore too. I'm working at home tomorrow for a variety of reasons, but the fact I'm feeling a little off kilter is one of them.
Well, Let's see what else I can write about. The ear is twinging more, so I'm getting a little distracted. But I do want to dig into some of the backstory now while I have the chance. I need to find stuff that's not so totally cliche. So if the characters are outcast, well, they have to be more than just geeky outcasts, as it were. Or maybe they are outside of all the cliques and other unpleasantness. As if one can totally stay outside of that. I was going to say the cliques don't really affect them, but of course, that's probably not true. If nothing else, the clique they're currently in, benign as it is, helps to define them. Question is whether or not they bother with any of the others. By high school, we certainly didn't. But before then.... I'll have to think about this. So I'm off to listen to some Terry Pratchett, try to hold off buying Going Postal until after my birthday, and maybe it's on tape already. Night all!
I tend to look at trends, and extrapolate, and sometimes visions of what the future would be like if things go forward and mutate and whatnot kind of spring full-formed into my head. I tend to look for long-term effects and do long-range, big picture thinking. Which, I think, puts me in a minority. My thought is less for the immediate disater of the day, and more for the projected distaster of the century coming down the line. Ok, that sounds pretty darned pessimistic. I can see good trends too, but lately, well, I haven't been holding out much hope.
Speaking of hope, I watched the webcast of SpaceShipOne doing its first X-prize run. Now there was news worth following. How quickly can I ditch this planet, Mr. owner of Virgin airlines?? Mind lowering your price a tad so I can afford that sub-orbital experience?? If the one trend doesn't come to pass, the trend this little flight is the beginning of will be well worth watching. See, it's not all doom and gloom with me.
As for the story, well, still haven't done much character development. It's been one of those weeks where I feel like a chicken with its head cut off. I actually saw a chicken with its head cut off once, and yes, that is exactly how I feel, right down to the totally disconnected look in the eyes.
The disconnect's been pretty strong lately... I'm finding it harder and harder to focus on conversations, or books, or much of anything. It's like I'm floating off in my own little world inside my head, and I really can't be bothered with any of this sensory stuff... It all just interferes with the haze in my mind.
Meanwhile, back at the parthenon.... I haven't made any more progress into that Athena book. Mind you, I think I was rather turned off by the graphic description of the birth of Venus and the rest of Gaia's children.
Sometimes I think of my gods-world. That world really needs another story or two in it. But that's one where I really do need to wait for inspiration. That's one where I think the world opens itself up to me every once in a while, and I make progress on it. But if it doesn't, I can't really reach it.
Other thing to think about is the magicians story. But I think I need to get a book on magic tricks, and work out the other-world aspects of it a little more completely before I'll make alot more progress on that.
By the way, my ear hurts now. I should probably put some peroxide in it or something so I don't end up with an ear infection. It just surprised me with a few twinges. My throat's been a little sore too. I'm working at home tomorrow for a variety of reasons, but the fact I'm feeling a little off kilter is one of them.
Well, Let's see what else I can write about. The ear is twinging more, so I'm getting a little distracted. But I do want to dig into some of the backstory now while I have the chance. I need to find stuff that's not so totally cliche. So if the characters are outcast, well, they have to be more than just geeky outcasts, as it were. Or maybe they are outside of all the cliques and other unpleasantness. As if one can totally stay outside of that. I was going to say the cliques don't really affect them, but of course, that's probably not true. If nothing else, the clique they're currently in, benign as it is, helps to define them. Question is whether or not they bother with any of the others. By high school, we certainly didn't. But before then.... I'll have to think about this. So I'm off to listen to some Terry Pratchett, try to hold off buying Going Postal until after my birthday, and maybe it's on tape already. Night all!
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