János Vaszary, c. 1930Aha. Just woke up from restless dreams with a sore throat and mouth (shredded the roof with movie popcorn earlier), and decided to get out of bed long enough to pound some orange juice and play typey typey with my laptop. Just to keep the sense memory of writing active, I suppose. . . .
Still somewhat off-balance between the lingering effects of the Black Death and the emotional sledgehammers lobbed my way last night by Rachel Getting Married (which I would like to see again, so if you can deal with the fact that I might turn into a puddle of tears roughly two-thirds of the way through the movie, sure, I'll go with you), so I haven't written anything save a few Tumblr updates. I'm also trying to finish The Last Shot and I've already started Revolutionary Road -- both startling in their excellence and clarity if having nothing else in common. So I'm chewing on a lot. How about you? What has got your brain occupied lately?
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the dusty attic I use for a brain seems to be inhabited by elusive shadowy creatures that refuse to sit still long enough to be recognized. Very frustrating actually. But I did manage to shoo them away long enough to schedule a large number of photo posts for future publication. So I suppose you could say that's what's kept my brain occupied lately.
Yeah, that's it. Or that's the story I'm staying with for now at least.
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