Yes, still here.
Oct. 29th, 2010 08:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janewilliams20Probably. I'd mentally drafted quite a few posts today - a thoughtful philosophical one, something about the books I'd been reading, one asking for information I could do with before Sunday - but by the end of the working day I was already so tired it was an effort not to see double on the book I was reading: a fascinating tome entitled "High Performance MySQL". Yes, really, no sarcasm intended, I'm loving it.
Intelligent posts probably aren't going to happen. Can I even remember anything of what I was going to say? Maybe, precis version, or something.
Swords players are being awesome even by their usually high standards. I handed them a bit of Heroquest where the station's very loosely defined, and they're filling in with wonderful poetic, mythic, dramatic things I'd never have thought of. This is when one of them is writing in his second language, too. Wiki including chronicles is here, and I should update that tonight, I don't need a brain for copy/paste.
Edit: I don't need to, Gavain's done it for me. Did I mention that my players are helpful as well as awesome?
Need to get up early tomorrow, routine blood tests are due again, so down to the Lister to queue. We object to the parking charges, so Dave will take me down, drop me off, and take the car somewhere free until I phone him. No, this isn't anything to worry about, just the routine check of what the blood pressure tablets are doing to my liver and whether the known conditions have changed at all. Anyway, that puts us in Stevenage, and hungry, so will probably hunt down breakfast out, and some shops, while we're there.
Sunday is over to Maddie's for the next attempt to get some sort of Gloranthan F2F campaign going. This rather depends on Paul either coming up with an idea he'd like to do, or expressing at least miminal enthusiasm for any of the numerous suggestions the rest of us have come up with. Still, we get to be fed by Maddie at lunchtime, and that's always a treat.
Read the new Robert Jordan (actually by a new writer based on his notes). Liked. Plenty of plot threads sorted out, good tight writing style. This is back to good Jordan, before he slid into the sprawling mess of the last few books.
Started the Katherine Kerr I picked up, realised I didn't remember enough about the previous book to understand this one, pulled the previous one out of the loft, and got kidnapped by it. Accidentally spent an hour this morning with an alar of the Westfolk, smelling the smoke from their fires, seeing the stars overhead, feeling the chill of the air, listening to them talking, the children running around babbling in Elvish, the odd snort from the horses... Kerr does it every time, total immersion, and I have no idea how. I can't see anything special about her writing when I try to analyse it, but it works.
Still working my way through "Clockwork Orange". It's very clever, but I can't take much of that in one sitting.
I'm sure there were other things to say, but I can't remmeber what.
Intelligent posts probably aren't going to happen. Can I even remember anything of what I was going to say? Maybe, precis version, or something.
Swords players are being awesome even by their usually high standards. I handed them a bit of Heroquest where the station's very loosely defined, and they're filling in with wonderful poetic, mythic, dramatic things I'd never have thought of. This is when one of them is writing in his second language, too. Wiki including chronicles is here, and I should update that tonight, I don't need a brain for copy/paste.
Edit: I don't need to, Gavain's done it for me. Did I mention that my players are helpful as well as awesome?
Need to get up early tomorrow, routine blood tests are due again, so down to the Lister to queue. We object to the parking charges, so Dave will take me down, drop me off, and take the car somewhere free until I phone him. No, this isn't anything to worry about, just the routine check of what the blood pressure tablets are doing to my liver and whether the known conditions have changed at all. Anyway, that puts us in Stevenage, and hungry, so will probably hunt down breakfast out, and some shops, while we're there.
Sunday is over to Maddie's for the next attempt to get some sort of Gloranthan F2F campaign going. This rather depends on Paul either coming up with an idea he'd like to do, or expressing at least miminal enthusiasm for any of the numerous suggestions the rest of us have come up with. Still, we get to be fed by Maddie at lunchtime, and that's always a treat.
Read the new Robert Jordan (actually by a new writer based on his notes). Liked. Plenty of plot threads sorted out, good tight writing style. This is back to good Jordan, before he slid into the sprawling mess of the last few books.
Started the Katherine Kerr I picked up, realised I didn't remember enough about the previous book to understand this one, pulled the previous one out of the loft, and got kidnapped by it. Accidentally spent an hour this morning with an alar of the Westfolk, smelling the smoke from their fires, seeing the stars overhead, feeling the chill of the air, listening to them talking, the children running around babbling in Elvish, the odd snort from the horses... Kerr does it every time, total immersion, and I have no idea how. I can't see anything special about her writing when I try to analyse it, but it works.
Still working my way through "Clockwork Orange". It's very clever, but I can't take much of that in one sitting.
I'm sure there were other things to say, but I can't remmeber what.