|image of the week|
i've been meaning to participate in this every year for ages, but i've never remembered. in fact, i only remembered on the 5th this year, which would have cut my chances short when you look at exactly how many hours it would take to write a minimum of 50,000 words in the course of a month. i have still been hoping to get some writing [aside from the blog] done this month, just so i can say i sort of somehow participated, but the listlessness has killed that too. it's very difficult to just come home at between six and seven, make dinner and then sit down for a hearty few hours of writing. my brain can't change gears that quickly. my brain is like a gremlin. [incidentally, the first car i remember my parents having when i was a child. seriously.]
so all of that lack of list and subsequent depression makes it that much more important to think about the really great stuff...
good news :: things i can't make up from around the internet
toronto mayor rob ford or springfield mayor joe quimby? [no word on how doug ford's kids pronounce "chowder"]
the head of the american family association would like to remind you of the true meaning of diwali: inviting demons into the white house.
he also wants you to know that maine is currently experiencing the wrath of god, which you haven't heard about because it's happening in maine.
former bush [the younger] advisor david frum would like you to know that every right-winger in canada is just so sorry, blah, blah, blah...
the love song of j. alfred prufrock in graphic novel form [and many more!]
new cut hands! new cut hands! new cut hands!
something i learned this week
i am just way too happy about the whole rob ford scandal thing. this says nothing good about my character.
goal for the week
to get some writing done? seriously, i haven't been able to focus enough or separate myself from the demands of my life enough to do this, but no one's going to do it for me, right? there is no chance that i'm getting a novel written in the next twenty-one days, but the short story has always been my preferred form anyway. at this point, i'd settle for some micro-fiction inspiration...
follow-up and shameless self-promotion
well i skipped over the wonder that is halloween, but, yes, i did get myself gussied up for a party last weekend. this year, i went as a doll. i wore my cutest, most ruffled get-up and did my makeup like so:
|yeah, the brows are a little unsettling|
kitteh of the week
how about two kitteh?
this is basically my view when i wake up every morning, or any time i lie down. my knees are occupied territory.
thanks very much for reading and good luck in the coming week!