Living Free
Jul. 26th, 2024 08:45 amYesterday while Mom and I were up at Grandma's old house, some books that I'd ordered came in the mail, so they were waiting for me when we got home.
Most of them were for Grandma for Christmas, but two of them were for me: The Loch by Steve Alten and The River Has Teeth by Erica Waters. Steve Alten is the one who wrote the MEG books, and The Loch is a horror book about Nessie, so I figure it'll be good. The River Has Teeth is the second Erica Waters book that I've bought, I picked up The Restless Dark MONTHS ago when Poe recommended it to me, but I haven't gotten around to reading it yet. Still, all of Erica Waters' stuff seems right up my alley. I've got Ghost Wood Song and All That Consumes Us in my thriftbooks cart waiting for when I have money again.
I ordered Living Free: The Story Of Elsa And Her Cubs for Grandma, since she's read Born Free, but they accidentally sent me Born Free instead, so I'm kind of like... yeah. Okay then. So I emailed thriftbooks about it yesterday and I'm just waiting for them to get back to me at this point.
But really I haven't been doing as much reading as I thought I would once I got proper glasses. My brain is so focused on WRITE WRITE WRITE that I don't have the TIME to read. But I keep buying books anyway, I guess some things never change. I kept buying books even when I wasn't CAPABLE of reading. Habit, I guess, and wanting to have them around for when I COULD read again...
Today I'm probably just going to spend most of the day sleeping, though. I'm completely wiped from yesterday. My body is such a train wreck I'm really not capable of hauling heavy furniture up steep staircases anymore, and the only person willing to help me is Mom. Or, well, Lee would probably help but he's not any better off than either of us are.
But today my RIBS ache, it hurts to breathe, and my hands and wrists are killing me. My knees feel like there's gravel in them and my back feels like a pretzel. I need to just sleep, but my brain woke me up at 7am to get me writing even so. Sometimes New Brain is a DICK.
Also, I have to cook dinner tonight, so there's that. :|
EDIT: Oh, and I posted Chapter Three of Horror High today. We'll see how it goes.
Most of them were for Grandma for Christmas, but two of them were for me: The Loch by Steve Alten and The River Has Teeth by Erica Waters. Steve Alten is the one who wrote the MEG books, and The Loch is a horror book about Nessie, so I figure it'll be good. The River Has Teeth is the second Erica Waters book that I've bought, I picked up The Restless Dark MONTHS ago when Poe recommended it to me, but I haven't gotten around to reading it yet. Still, all of Erica Waters' stuff seems right up my alley. I've got Ghost Wood Song and All That Consumes Us in my thriftbooks cart waiting for when I have money again.
I ordered Living Free: The Story Of Elsa And Her Cubs for Grandma, since she's read Born Free, but they accidentally sent me Born Free instead, so I'm kind of like... yeah. Okay then. So I emailed thriftbooks about it yesterday and I'm just waiting for them to get back to me at this point.
But really I haven't been doing as much reading as I thought I would once I got proper glasses. My brain is so focused on WRITE WRITE WRITE that I don't have the TIME to read. But I keep buying books anyway, I guess some things never change. I kept buying books even when I wasn't CAPABLE of reading. Habit, I guess, and wanting to have them around for when I COULD read again...
Today I'm probably just going to spend most of the day sleeping, though. I'm completely wiped from yesterday. My body is such a train wreck I'm really not capable of hauling heavy furniture up steep staircases anymore, and the only person willing to help me is Mom. Or, well, Lee would probably help but he's not any better off than either of us are.
But today my RIBS ache, it hurts to breathe, and my hands and wrists are killing me. My knees feel like there's gravel in them and my back feels like a pretzel. I need to just sleep, but my brain woke me up at 7am to get me writing even so. Sometimes New Brain is a DICK.
Also, I have to cook dinner tonight, so there's that. :|
EDIT: Oh, and I posted Chapter Three of Horror High today. We'll see how it goes.