Oh, and it's a New Year
Jan. 3rd, 2006 05:39 pmAnd I have my New Year cold, which - dammit! - stopped me going to last night's party hosted by
fjm and
chilperic, but was not obviously present when I had dim sum with them and a variety of other LJers on Sunday. Which means I probably infected everyone, and am not in anyone's good books.
On the other hand, after much procrastination, I managed to write up the Moorcock profile, and review Robert Irwin and Helen Simpson, today. Which leaves the Marge Piercy and some book of short stories still owing, but not yet at the deadline stage.
I will, I will, I will, get pieces in EARLY this year.
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Apart from odd bits of fiction that got out before writer's block descended, and writing the teen movie book, and having an endlessly tolerant beloved, 2005 pretty much sucked, though not as much as 2004, which was one of the worst years of my life.
2006 has things in it which are almost certainly going to make it a less than good year, but we shall see.
As Neil once said to me, in an earlier set of crises, I need a better script editor. This one is far too fond of the same old plot twists and touches of melodrama. Nor am I alone in needing a new script editor - the world has one whose idea of good plotting was to invent G W Bush and Osama Bin Laden.
Whenever you feel like complaining about JJ or Joss or Rob or Ron, remember that they could be worse. (Actually. how would the world be if it were being written by any of them? That is a worrying sort of thought.)
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On Friday,
giogio persuaded me to go with her and Alice to see 'Brokeback Mountain'. As promised to
jennyo and
thete1, my thoughts thereon.
( Pretty, pretty, pretty )
So why was I not especially looking forward to it? And why am I still feeling moderately grumpy?
( Roz outs herself as bitter old gay liberationist veteran with the scars and cynicism to prove it ).
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On the other hand, after much procrastination, I managed to write up the Moorcock profile, and review Robert Irwin and Helen Simpson, today. Which leaves the Marge Piercy and some book of short stories still owing, but not yet at the deadline stage.
I will, I will, I will, get pieces in EARLY this year.
*******
Apart from odd bits of fiction that got out before writer's block descended, and writing the teen movie book, and having an endlessly tolerant beloved, 2005 pretty much sucked, though not as much as 2004, which was one of the worst years of my life.
2006 has things in it which are almost certainly going to make it a less than good year, but we shall see.
As Neil once said to me, in an earlier set of crises, I need a better script editor. This one is far too fond of the same old plot twists and touches of melodrama. Nor am I alone in needing a new script editor - the world has one whose idea of good plotting was to invent G W Bush and Osama Bin Laden.
Whenever you feel like complaining about JJ or Joss or Rob or Ron, remember that they could be worse. (Actually. how would the world be if it were being written by any of them? That is a worrying sort of thought.)
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On Friday,
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( Pretty, pretty, pretty )
So why was I not especially looking forward to it? And why am I still feeling moderately grumpy?
( Roz outs herself as bitter old gay liberationist veteran with the scars and cynicism to prove it ).