That would be the sound of me hitting a wall. Thankfully, it's not a mental wall. Thankfully? Well. Thankfully or not, it's a pretty physical wall. Tired and somewhat nauseated, though I can't tell how much of that is just accumulated tired. I'm having waves of those times when you just have to lie still and hope nothing jostles you. In off times, I've been working on the book and have finally finished this read-through. So I just need to type in the changes and then it will be ready for the first round of critiques. And will need them greatly, I'm sure, but will have a few large holes in the plot plugged, so that's something, at least.
brithistorian decided the five questions meme looked like fun after all, so he asked:
( these questions )I'm still up for being asked questions if you feel like it, or I can be done now. Whatever. I'm reading
porphyrin's copy of Mark Budz's
Crache, and it's doing interesting things. I'm not yet sure whether I like it, but it's worth my time for sure. It's got a lot of smooshed-together words, though, and they're getting to be a bit precious for me, and I'm not sure I actually care about any of the characters. We'll see.