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And It's Called The Moulin Rouge
Mar. 2nd, 2005 08:26 am
For the past few days it's felt like there's been a big cotton ball inside my brain that's preventing me from thinking too properly. Writing has suffered the most from this, as a lot of projects that are more or less deadline-oriented keep getting shoved backwards a little bit. I'm not really sure what's going on; I'm getting an all right amount of sleep, and I'm not depressed about anything. There just seems to be some kind of mental block.
I know that it's only a temporary thing, and before too long it'll pass, but it bothers me because there's a lot that I want to do. And when I sit down in front of a book or blank computer screen and there's nothing but white facing me down, my mind just seems to want to sympathize with that piece of paper. All of the ideas that I've accumulated throughout the day are suddenly gone. And I don't have the patience to try and coax them out of hiding.
The biggest deal, I think, is work at the moment. Taking two days off last week has put me far behind; I thought I had caught up on Friday, but I come back this Monday to find that they had pretty much gone through a box that had *nothing* but Gardening books, and another one mostly full of Civil War. Since there's been no room in Gardening at all, I've spent the last day or so making it. It's a good excuse to get the whole section up to snuff before there's a run on it this spring, but when you have books stacking up on you and duplicates to check and Internet orders to process, it's hard to feel accomplished when you finish. There's too much other stuff to do for you to feel like you've done anything.
So work has been hammering at me pretty hard for the past week or so. I come home too fatigued to do much of anything except veg and eat McDonald's. Little bells and whistles are going off inside my head that I shouldn't be falling into *this* kind of life, but right now it just seems to be the thing to do. Today I'll start drinking more water, taking vitamins and jogging to the bus stop to see if I can't bring my energy up. :)
Odis' game is something I've been meaning to talk about forever, because I'm that impressed with it. Like almost all of Odis' games, though, it's going to take a while to explain and I really should write down all of the details in each session that becomes important in later sessions. You know, stuff you write off because it seems inconsequential, but is actually a clue? Yeah, chock full of that stuff. :) I've been taking a lot of notes from him for the past several months; he's quite excellent at drawing you into the world, making you nervous or scared or excited or angry or whathaveyou. And the storylines, while they can be tremendously 'out-there', are well-crafted and executed very well. I consider him a *master* storyteller of the highest calibur, and hope that one day I can do what he does.
Even though his rules changes are consistently wonky and he really should give people a clear idea of what they can and cannot do. So there.
I really do feel like a zombie these days. I'm looking forward to this weekend, where I can relax and really be a vegetable without feeling too guilty about it. I'll be watching movies, mainly, and hopefully spending time with one or two very specific people. The slow, slow slide into official hermitdom continues. :)
I know that it's only a temporary thing, and before too long it'll pass, but it bothers me because there's a lot that I want to do. And when I sit down in front of a book or blank computer screen and there's nothing but white facing me down, my mind just seems to want to sympathize with that piece of paper. All of the ideas that I've accumulated throughout the day are suddenly gone. And I don't have the patience to try and coax them out of hiding.
The biggest deal, I think, is work at the moment. Taking two days off last week has put me far behind; I thought I had caught up on Friday, but I come back this Monday to find that they had pretty much gone through a box that had *nothing* but Gardening books, and another one mostly full of Civil War. Since there's been no room in Gardening at all, I've spent the last day or so making it. It's a good excuse to get the whole section up to snuff before there's a run on it this spring, but when you have books stacking up on you and duplicates to check and Internet orders to process, it's hard to feel accomplished when you finish. There's too much other stuff to do for you to feel like you've done anything.
So work has been hammering at me pretty hard for the past week or so. I come home too fatigued to do much of anything except veg and eat McDonald's. Little bells and whistles are going off inside my head that I shouldn't be falling into *this* kind of life, but right now it just seems to be the thing to do. Today I'll start drinking more water, taking vitamins and jogging to the bus stop to see if I can't bring my energy up. :)
Odis' game is something I've been meaning to talk about forever, because I'm that impressed with it. Like almost all of Odis' games, though, it's going to take a while to explain and I really should write down all of the details in each session that becomes important in later sessions. You know, stuff you write off because it seems inconsequential, but is actually a clue? Yeah, chock full of that stuff. :) I've been taking a lot of notes from him for the past several months; he's quite excellent at drawing you into the world, making you nervous or scared or excited or angry or whathaveyou. And the storylines, while they can be tremendously 'out-there', are well-crafted and executed very well. I consider him a *master* storyteller of the highest calibur, and hope that one day I can do what he does.
Even though his rules changes are consistently wonky and he really should give people a clear idea of what they can and cannot do. So there.
I really do feel like a zombie these days. I'm looking forward to this weekend, where I can relax and really be a vegetable without feeling too guilty about it. I'll be watching movies, mainly, and hopefully spending time with one or two very specific people. The slow, slow slide into official hermitdom continues. :)
