Journal

And his squeaky voice…

In Any Case…

This is what was on the menu for the weekend. I did some minor edits to The River, and it’s strange because looking back at it now, I’m convinced I can’t write like that even if I wanted to now, though I should clarify that it’s not a good-or-bad thing. I imagine that I’ll be going through it a few more times while simultaneously hammering out the query.

Speaking of which, no, no progress on the querying.

Did some studying. Life does not look very pleasant in the forthcoming weeks.

Discovered that my voice goes all squeaky and stuff nowadays when I get excited about things. I think the important point here is that I’m actually getting excited about things again. I think it’s part of that impossible 2009 happiness.

In the long list of coincidental encounters, I saw Agustin on Friday, and this doesn’t fit into the weekend, but I thought I should make mention of it here because the ensuing conversation was the one that let me hear my squeaky voice. It was also a rare occasion when anyone expressed any interest in a draft because she voluntarily took my editing copy of The River from me for a read (so now I’m working purely on the computer). While I should feel impeded, it made me rather all very happy. Then again, almost anything seems to have that positive effect these days.

I have half a winning idea for the next, currently unnamed project. I think I’ll have something to say about it by this week, but in the meantime, it grows quite happily. It feels very secure.

Played some. Watched some TV. Talked to a returning friend or two.

Realised that I have a little more money than I thought and far less money than I would like.

Music. Lots of music.

Wrapped my new books. Oh and at the end of Friday I finished the first book of the three-volume paperback edition of 2666. It goes down very easily, I realise. Like good wine. And I don’t even drink.

I actually remembered to flip my calendar yesterday, which doesn’t happen very often. Welcome, February. Enjoy your stint.

Incoming!

In this week, I need to…

Do the usual tutorials. I also need to get started on a paper, due in a few weeks. Throw in some reading into the mix.

Get a haircut.

Edit some more. Finish that love story I’ve been writing (though I suspect this will still be on the list next week). Polish up Abide With Me and wonder what I’m going to do about it. Fix up the new idea.

Collect a textbook, though that probably is a difficult to work out, for reasons that are also difficult to explain.

Catch up with a particular someone.

Lab report. Just remembered.

Read more 2666.

And… I think that’s good enough for a week, no?

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