Current mood:

contemplative

Have dragged myself out of bed for the second time today. The first was to drive Abe to work waaaaaaay too early this morning. Especially considering we both closed last night. And I close tonight. In music. Blah. (Anyone that happens to be near my store, visit me? @_@)

Today is a special day, though. Today marks six years since I started going out with Abe. We both forgot to ask it off, and I couldn't switch with anyone to get this evening free. Ah well.

Tomorrow is a Fun Day, though. Tomorrow we get to see The Last Unicorn on the big screen with Peter Beagle there! I'm excited. I haven't seen this movie since I was a very small child, and it gave me nightmares for weeks. But despite that, I still remember liking it. I am unsure if I read the book back then, but I recently did, and wow. I love his writing. I found some of his other stuff, some short stories, and they were amazing as well. He has a way of writing so that you have to put the book down between each story, just so you don't ruin it by going straight on to the next.

Am in the middle of C.S. Friedman's new book. It's pretty good. Very engrossing, as hers always are. And the characters are very real. So far, don't think it's as good as Coldfire, but, you know, that would be hard to top. But I'm only halfway through, so we'll see. I'm really interested to see where she takes all these characters.

And I've been writing like crazy lately. I have discovered (as I have to rediscover every once in awhile) that the amount I write is directly tied to how much I read. No input, no output. Logical, right? Only sometimes I forget that and don't have time to read, and I wonder where all my characters have gone, as they seem to have vacated my head. Parts of EMRUS are really coming together. It's kind of cool, to work on something so long and to finally see parts of it done. I started this thing in high school with a couple of friends one late late night. In nine years, the story has changed, my 'non-angsty' character is now full of angsty goodness (so not my fault) and the storyline has matured a huge amount. My only real problem now is controlling the number of characters, as it seems to have grown quite a bit. All the originals are there, switched around a bit, and some new ones (including a side plot inspired by an awesome Sharky drawing. ^_~)

I dunno, this is my life's work. Writing is all I ever wanted to do. (Well, that and be a stay at home mom, but people look down on that as a career choice.) I really hope it gets finished. I really hope that the ending lives up to the beginning, because, in my opinion, I think most of what I've banged out so far is pretty good. And what isn't is destined to be rewritten anyway.

Wow I can blather on. I should go do things. Like brush my hair. And play with Dax, who is suffering from acute frisbee withdrawal. The dog is addicted. I almost feel bad to introducing her to it.