Sep. 7th, 2005
Nothing to say
Sep. 7th, 2005 11:02 pmMy emotions are all over the place, and you may have noticed I've written pretty much nothing of any note in a few weeks.
My brain hasn't shut down - work is going extremely well, and I'm happy with the work I've been doing. But I can't seem to actually engage with anything that isn't abstract or right in front of my face. Occasionally, something will leap out and demand a response, but I can't summon the enthusiasm to actually start writing about something.
I'm going to assume that this, too, shall pass, and in the meantime I intend to play computer games, hide in my flat, and recover from a month that's been faaaaar too long.
Oh, and read Alien Loves Predator, which I've just discovered, and kicks ass.
My brain hasn't shut down - work is going extremely well, and I'm happy with the work I've been doing. But I can't seem to actually engage with anything that isn't abstract or right in front of my face. Occasionally, something will leap out and demand a response, but I can't summon the enthusiasm to actually start writing about something.
I'm going to assume that this, too, shall pass, and in the meantime I intend to play computer games, hide in my flat, and recover from a month that's been faaaaar too long.
Oh, and read Alien Loves Predator, which I've just discovered, and kicks ass.