Anna S. (eliade) wrote,
Anna S.
eliade

yawn.

I worked Saturday and Sunday, long enough for me to consider them full working days, which helped make up for my sick days last week.

I also managed to rough out a good bit of my next noir story, which I mention because I know some people are interested, but honestly, I'd kind of prefer if people didn't comment on that right now--like, in any way, shape, or form, not even to hint at one's feelings, because the subject just leaves me queasy at the moment. I need to get a new story done before I'll feel able to face any discussion of the series. I mean, six months since I last posted. It's like looking at a pair of favorite jeans and realizing they are now six sizes too small. I can hardly face it.

This isn't a slap at people's e-mails by the way--if you've sent me one recently about noir, that's fine. More than fine. It's lovely of you. I just think I need to make my LJ a noir-free zone until I finish something.

Moving on. I haven't had a lot to say lately. I keep thinking vaguely I need to post, but then I realize I have nothing to say and realize how boring I'll be if I post under such conditions, like I'm being right. this. moment. Or I realize that if I do say anything, it's likely to be a grouchy snap. Which is worse than boring, I tend to think, though from the posts I've seen in the last three years of reading LJ, I know not everyone shares that opinion.

In lieu of actual content, here's a link to a comment I made elsewhere. That was it. I shot my wad for the night.
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