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dragonlady7Crap, must work tomorrow, didn't mean to stay up so late. stupid bus times too.
Was going to do the ten first lines of books meme but I don't have ten books out. Honest, I don't read.
Why?
I went in search of Neuromancer, because it was once my favorite book (it is very like I used to write before I read it, when I was a teenager, only my gig was more fantastical than sciencey-- replace 'simstim deck' with 'dragon' and you're pretty on, really), and I knew it would have a good opening line. I found my copy, not far away (not in the attic), and read the first line.
And then I read the book. Yes the whole book.
Which is why I don't read much. I don't have the time. I can't just read a few chapters. I have to finish. It's always been this way. I don't have an addictive or habit-forming personality, but I am a binge everything. I have some sort of attention-span problem; if I get distracted I'm entirely gone and can't resume, but if distraction doesn't jar me loose from my task, I don't stop until it's gone.
I can't even form habits.
Anyway. I'm not doing the meme because I am not a reader. Sadly. But I'll share the first line. Which is a dead giveaway for the author if not the book:
Anachronistic, given that the word 'television' doesn't occur again in the book. But he was pioneering a genre and we enduringly love him for it.
At work today I worked on Vikings Novel (yes! I reread parts of it and you know, it's not bad.), on Gondolin-era fic (Idril asks Glorfindel some hard questions, as seems to be her role), reread a snippet of some 4th-Age tolkienfic and felt benevolent about it, and decided, for once and for all, that the heroine of Other Novel (the one with the barbarians) was black. i don't know why, but she is, and has only after half a million words decided to tell me this, with all the strange undertones that is going to generate. (Perhaps I was tired of milky, translucent skin. And I wanted an excuse for the blue veins inside his elbows to delight her.)
Also, I began to reconsider Layla, the space pirates of NaNo 2002.
I need a Wintermute to my Neuromancer.
Additionally, Boy went to bed several hours ago and not long ago, as I realized I was mouthing words from the book to myself, I heard him turn over and sigh, in the next room over, ostensibly in his sleep: "Oh yeah..."
Was going to do the ten first lines of books meme but I don't have ten books out. Honest, I don't read.
Why?
I went in search of Neuromancer, because it was once my favorite book (it is very like I used to write before I read it, when I was a teenager, only my gig was more fantastical than sciencey-- replace 'simstim deck' with 'dragon' and you're pretty on, really), and I knew it would have a good opening line. I found my copy, not far away (not in the attic), and read the first line.
And then I read the book. Yes the whole book.
Which is why I don't read much. I don't have the time. I can't just read a few chapters. I have to finish. It's always been this way. I don't have an addictive or habit-forming personality, but I am a binge everything. I have some sort of attention-span problem; if I get distracted I'm entirely gone and can't resume, but if distraction doesn't jar me loose from my task, I don't stop until it's gone.
I can't even form habits.
Anyway. I'm not doing the meme because I am not a reader. Sadly. But I'll share the first line. Which is a dead giveaway for the author if not the book:
The sky above the port was the color of television, turned to a dead channel.
Anachronistic, given that the word 'television' doesn't occur again in the book. But he was pioneering a genre and we enduringly love him for it.
At work today I worked on Vikings Novel (yes! I reread parts of it and you know, it's not bad.), on Gondolin-era fic (Idril asks Glorfindel some hard questions, as seems to be her role), reread a snippet of some 4th-Age tolkienfic and felt benevolent about it, and decided, for once and for all, that the heroine of Other Novel (the one with the barbarians) was black. i don't know why, but she is, and has only after half a million words decided to tell me this, with all the strange undertones that is going to generate. (Perhaps I was tired of milky, translucent skin. And I wanted an excuse for the blue veins inside his elbows to delight her.)
Also, I began to reconsider Layla, the space pirates of NaNo 2002.
I need a Wintermute to my Neuromancer.
Additionally, Boy went to bed several hours ago and not long ago, as I realized I was mouthing words from the book to myself, I heard him turn over and sigh, in the next room over, ostensibly in his sleep: "Oh yeah..."
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Date: 2005-04-18 05:35 am (UTC)Sorry.
Whatever happened to Ecthelion and Glorfindel making out in that other fic? I'm just asking.
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Date: 2005-04-18 12:41 pm (UTC)The making out couldn't decide if it should happen then or later, and I put it aside for a while, and stared at it a bunch of times, and then my brain skipped right over what was supposed to happen and came to this scene. But I just can't decide what's supposed to happen, in the like ten-minute stretches I get to think about it. (I hate my work schedule but I dread what's going to happen when all my coworkers go on summer break and want five days a week. It'd be nice if I could take the extra time and write, but then we'd be awful hungry.)
So I'm hoping that on the bus ride I can get some nice inspiration for a random later-in-story non-plot-defining PWP "character study" to work on in the meantime :D.
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Date: 2005-04-18 05:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-18 12:35 pm (UTC)My problem is that I *can't* stop. It's not just that I prefer to read all in one sitting, it's that I really can't not do so.
Also when I'm in the midst of reading I tend not to notice potential distractions, so I've been present for, but missed, anything from conversations about me to kitchen fires. It's really hard to come between me and my book.
I'm only a little better about writing because I had that phase when I was newly unemployed when I wrote for about 100 hours a week, and finally it was either learn to stop sometimes or probably go insane.