Given that this is a blog dedicated to my thoughts and feelings about writing, while I’m writing, it really isn’t all that surprising that when I took a break , I had no real impetus to blog, either.
That isn’t to say that I didn’t think about writing; I’ve spent a fair bit of time thinking about various stories, refining some, extending others. But all of it’s been in my head, so yeah, no writing, no blogging.
Clearly, my lack of writing or plotting right now has upset the balance of the universe.
I was wasting time and playing an online puzzle, spent ages putting the pieces in place, and it had a piece missing.
Normally I try to stick to talking about writing or reading. I love writing and reading, so that works for me.
But I have a new coworker who is incredibly fucking annoying, and I want to vent. In public, because I cannot tell them off in person, lol, and muttering at friends about it seems like a cruel thing to do to my friends. Instead I’ll inflict the world. Mwahahah.
Enjoy the extra day, and may your writing and creativity (or whatever it is you do for fun/self-torture) get a boost from the extra hours this year.
I have a cold. My ears are plugged (thanks congestion) and my brain is full of cotton. I am not writing, because I can’t think. Stupid cold.
I’d toss in a video, but my ears are blocked up, and I can’t really hear all that well, so have a kid friendly language learning site: duolingo.com
Last night we were watching a Midsomer Murders episode, ‘The Axeman Cometh’, and I told my mother* that this is the episode where Cully meets the man she will marry.
I won’t get into tonnes of detail, because boring!, but when we realized which guy it had to be, my mother frowned and said, “That guy? Ugh. He’s so… bleh.”
I shrugged and said, “Hey, he could be a Rory.” And that made her reconsider and nod.
For those not in the know, Rory is Rory Williams, a companion from Doctor Who. He’s also regularly referred to as Mr. Pond (an inside joke). When we are first introduced to Rory, most of us viewers were perplexed; what the hell did Amy see in this dude? After a season or so, however, he becomes one of the favourites, and without whom the show would have been a sadder and more terrible place. The character helps to forge a new path for romantic male leads, avoiding all the more toxic male tropes. While not the first of this type, he’s probably one of the most well known.
So now whenever we run into a less than promising new male character, we give him a chance, because he might be a Rory; slow to grow on you, but eventually he wins your heart.
*Midsomer Murders are one of the shows my mother and I managed to compromise on; we’re still catching up, but we’re getting there!