Well . . . there's been Stuff Going On. Nothing dire, exactly, just tiring. And just a little too personal for me to be entirely comfortable discussing in a LiveJournal with all and sundry. Having all this Stuff suck away a lot of my energy means I'm not writing, not on the ice palace book I mean. I feel guilty and frustrated about that. But why whinge about that, when we all know that what I need to do is sit down and write, etc., etc.? In my copious spare time.
So I've been feeling sort of . . . quiet inside. Flattened affect. I have had difficulty reading (which is unusual for me), so don't have books to discuss.
*Sigh* Well. I'll try to become a more interesting person, eventually.