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Lunch break
Mar. 11th, 2005 12:24 pmDuring which I'm actually eating lunch, but in the office. The new building we've moved into also has a new cafeteria which is one of the location's biggest pro's. The dingy hole daring to call itself 'buffet' in the previous building only had hideous stuff like fat sausages and greasy, mayonnaise-laden readymade salads. Here, there's nice, fresh salad and various baguettes etc. which I can take up to the office to eat while I'm working.
But *gasps in horrified amazement* I've practically finished my work, and so I'm able to do something else (at least until the next Herculean labour comes my way).
OK, so let's talk about TSO. Of course, I shouldn't have written that introduction to the last 2 chapters, stating that I'd never abandon the project. Never say never. Trite but wise. The way things are looking now, I can't imagine rewriting it or continuing to write it. The many, many months I spent writing TSO (and other stories as well) weren't an especially good time, although I recognized how bad it had really been only in hindsight. Be that as it may, the saying 'a different lifetime' definitely applies to that period. This, however, implies that I don't want to go or look back. But in order to even give people an idea of what the plot outline would have been, that's exactly what I'd have to do. And refuse to do. I know that sounds harsh and not very frÃendly, but that's how things are. No point in embellishing or saying maybe, when I know only too well that it's not possible. All I can do is hope you'll understand.
Anyway, the person who guessed that Lucius was going to kill himself because 'every Slytherin is his own best friend' was right. Very astute observation.
From writing to reading: I finished P. Roth's The Plot against America a few days ago. Can't quite understand why it caused such a scandal in the US, but that's probably because I'm not American and not too well acquainted with how people over there see their nation. I liked the book a lot, especially because it's written from the perspective of a 10-year-old. A bit like Anne Frank's diary, if not as authentic, since the narrator is already an adult when he writes the story down. Anyway, the ending left me slightly disappointed, as it was so anticlimactic. I think that's also why I didn't understand the scandal: the book's message being that Americans are fundamentally decent, and that the spirit of Democracy is so deeply burned into their very nature that the right appeal at the right time is bound to reawaken their democratic conscience. So what's the problem? Maybe my American friends can enlighten me.
Right now, I'm some 200 pages into Donna Tart's The Little Friend and completely enthralled. I read The Secret History years ago, after it had come out, and remember it only very vaguely but in a positive way. So maybe I'll have to re-read it, in order to make comparisons. The two novels are at least 10 years apart, so the comparison might be quite interesting.
Mr. X pissed me off royally today. No need to go into details. Anyway, he's such a charming bastard (emphasis now on charming, this morning it was on bastard) that I can't be cross for a very long time. In a way, I can understand why his wife allowed him to become the insufferable male-chauvinist-bastard he is, since he's quite irresistible. But to be married to him... *shudders* No, thanks, not even if I were paid a very large sum of money.
OK, going back to work now, since a bunch of emails has arrived.
But *gasps in horrified amazement* I've practically finished my work, and so I'm able to do something else (at least until the next Herculean labour comes my way).
OK, so let's talk about TSO. Of course, I shouldn't have written that introduction to the last 2 chapters, stating that I'd never abandon the project. Never say never. Trite but wise. The way things are looking now, I can't imagine rewriting it or continuing to write it. The many, many months I spent writing TSO (and other stories as well) weren't an especially good time, although I recognized how bad it had really been only in hindsight. Be that as it may, the saying 'a different lifetime' definitely applies to that period. This, however, implies that I don't want to go or look back. But in order to even give people an idea of what the plot outline would have been, that's exactly what I'd have to do. And refuse to do. I know that sounds harsh and not very frÃendly, but that's how things are. No point in embellishing or saying maybe, when I know only too well that it's not possible. All I can do is hope you'll understand.
Anyway, the person who guessed that Lucius was going to kill himself because 'every Slytherin is his own best friend' was right. Very astute observation.
From writing to reading: I finished P. Roth's The Plot against America a few days ago. Can't quite understand why it caused such a scandal in the US, but that's probably because I'm not American and not too well acquainted with how people over there see their nation. I liked the book a lot, especially because it's written from the perspective of a 10-year-old. A bit like Anne Frank's diary, if not as authentic, since the narrator is already an adult when he writes the story down. Anyway, the ending left me slightly disappointed, as it was so anticlimactic. I think that's also why I didn't understand the scandal: the book's message being that Americans are fundamentally decent, and that the spirit of Democracy is so deeply burned into their very nature that the right appeal at the right time is bound to reawaken their democratic conscience. So what's the problem? Maybe my American friends can enlighten me.
Right now, I'm some 200 pages into Donna Tart's The Little Friend and completely enthralled. I read The Secret History years ago, after it had come out, and remember it only very vaguely but in a positive way. So maybe I'll have to re-read it, in order to make comparisons. The two novels are at least 10 years apart, so the comparison might be quite interesting.
Mr. X pissed me off royally today. No need to go into details. Anyway, he's such a charming bastard (emphasis now on charming, this morning it was on bastard) that I can't be cross for a very long time. In a way, I can understand why his wife allowed him to become the insufferable male-chauvinist-bastard he is, since he's quite irresistible. But to be married to him... *shudders* No, thanks, not even if I were paid a very large sum of money.
OK, going back to work now, since a bunch of emails has arrived.
