27 July 2007

On Speaking Too Soon...

Naturally, right when I thought it was over, The Sickness has come back. Not as big and bad as before (yet), but nonetheless, I am back to popping pain pills every few hours for my throat and running for the toilet every few minutes for what comes out the other end.

It's just fucking joyous, lemmetellya.

24 July 2007

On Sickness

I've been sick for weeks now. First, it was food poisoning. Then, a really bad strep infection. After that, side effects of the antibiotics. It's finally clearing up - an entire month later.

It's the side effects that got to me worst, making me feel like I'll never be well again, never be healthy. Acute illness is easier to deal with. It's there. It's immediate. Then it's over with.

Side effects are insidious. There, but not to be complained about because they are all part of "getting better", so you pop that pill KNOWING what it's going to do to you, knowing that's going to tear your insides out, make your guts gurgle, your stomach grind, your intestines writhe. You know you're going to be nauseated. You know your appetite is going to disappear. You know you're going to be pissing out your asshole.

But you pop the pill anyway, because hey, when your tonsils are so swollen you can't swallow your own spit, what the hell else are you gonna do?

16 July 2007


Because I am stumped on other current projects, I began a read-through of the 2006 NaNo. I'm about half-way through and I am finding it little more than a detailed outline of the story.

The characters are paper-doll-ish. The plot resembles an ill-fitting, moth-eaten jacket. The world building is barely there.

Exactly as expected, in other words.

Which doesn't disappoint me really. It's something to work with and that's about all you can realistically expect from NaNo.

With any luck, I'll get through it in the next couple of days, make some notes and let it sit another few months before I do any serious work on it.

Perspective, that's the thing when editing...