gunnar, grind, and ghosts ~

[lookingland]

50bookchallenge notes:

i din't finish Gunnar's Daughter last night as planned. it got rambly and epic toward the end and that makes me tired as a reader because too much happens in too short a time (for me). i've always had problems with books that make huge leaps: ten years later or even a year later. it's a testament to undset's storytelling that i'm still with it. usually a book as ranging as this one would have gone bye-bye (to say nothing of the fact that it's a genre i'm not prone to read much in).

i'll finish it tonight and then i'll read doctorow's The March and then i think i will take a wee break because i'm well ahead of the game and feeling a bit saturated. it's hard to enjoy a book and savor its impact if you're just tearing through to the next one. it's only the second week of february and The March will be my 9th book, so i think i can piddle away a week or so before i go another round. besides, i need to work on my list. when you actively avoid half the books on it, you know it needs revising ~ hahahaha ~ ! that, and i think the next round might need to be inter-library loan stuff since there's a bunch of things i want and can't get my hands on at the moment (like Mr. Ive's Christmas and The Edge of Sadness).

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some of you lovely peeps showed some interest in bopping along with a writing community, but i'm still not fully committed. i think it's a reflection of the disorder on my desk at the moment. although i have been writing in drips and drabs, i've really not settled into anything comfortably ~ nor a method to go about arranging my process.

my lack of discipline will be the death of me.

that, and i'm using my bulletin board as a desk-block to keep Paxton from getting under the desk and accidentally pulling the computer plug. i think this is part of the problem.

there's a second bedroom in this house that i'm not using. it's home to all my packing boxes at the moment, which is a crying shame. but i'm not sure what to do with it yet since the only piece of furniture in there is a small dining room buffet. it's also the "haunted" room. there was something strange about the "vibe" of it when i moved in. not sure i still feel it because i don't spend any time in there, but usually once i get a weird vibe from a place, it doesn't go away. i'm always curious about what causes "paranormal" reactions like this: something in the energy? just the way the sun hits the windows? an odd distribution of the heat? whatever it is, i've been in places where i just feel like someone died there. or bad things happened. not just in old houses either (this one was built in the 20s, i think). anyway. i don't think this house is actually haunted (though i've had some strange dreams since i got here ~ last night's were doozies). but there is something "odd" about my second bedroom.

and my point is: i was thinking of doing something wildly creative with that room ~ like turning it into a romping space, but i haven't screwed up the courage yet.

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okay, just for kicks, the "Picture Meme" from sparowe:

Ask me to take a picture.
It can be of anything you want (within reason).
I'll post it here for you to see.