Friday, 23 March 2007

in the wee small hours...

I'm not going to be at my sharpest today, and that's a fact. I was woken in the small hours by one of the sounds a cat owner dreads in the middle of the night... the sound of a feline barfing for Britain. [the other is the commotion of a mouse chase] Got up to deal with same... and afterwards I just couldn't go back to sleep. My mind kept turning and turning on an issue that's troubling me profoundly at the moment, the same one that had me in tears a couple of times yesterday. So I got up, made some tea and read for a while... Which is unusual for me, because I haven't read any fiction for a while. Yeh, I suppose that sounds mad for a fiction writer... and I know it's a deficiency in me, but I'm going through one of those phases where books I read either depress me because they're so good, and I don't think I can reach anything like the standard.... or they're bad, and I get mad because I think if that crap can get published, why can't a bit more of *my* crap get published... Anyway, I think I'm going to try and do a bit better on the reading front from now on, and hope that it'll help me with the writing, which is very slow to the point of total immobility... which won't do at all. I've gotta earn some money somehow, esp. now that festering f*ck Gordon Brown has shafted low income childfree folk like myself right royally in the bottom. *Labour* government, don't make f*cking laugh! That self serving bunch of imbeciles don't give a shit about the average, ordinary working person in the street...

Holy moly, politics? From moi? Wonders will never cease...

4 comments:

Nicolette said...

Hey, how's the head?
Funny, but my cat threw up this morning, too. All over my bedroom floor. Her fault though, for eating the plastic wrappers that are on the straws attached to fruit cartons. She digs them out of the bin, strange girl.

Dara Edmondson said...

I've been awakened by the cats barfing as well. But if you don't get up and clean it right away, you KNOW you'll step on it when you get up in the morning! Like you, I don't read as much as I should. I end up doing critiqes and judging contest entries as well as editing my own stuff. By time I'm through with all that, I just want to watch TV and not think! But I beat myself up for it and always make resolutions to start reading more.

Portia Da Costa said...

My head is surprisingly okay today, Nicolette... which is a miracle as broken sleep often results in headaches.

Little Mulder, the barf culprit, has been a bit off colour all day too. But she's perking up a bit now... I think she might have had a furball. And yes, Dara I never dare leave the barf... 'cos you can always guarantee that they've done it somewhere where're you're bound to walk!

Yeah, when I've done wrangling with my own words, and reading stuff online, I just feel like vegging out with the telly too.

But I will do better!!!

Maria, Lover of All Things Romance said...

Ever since I've started writing I've practically stopped reading. It's insane. It's either because like you the standard of the books depress me, or if I start reading I lose my own way in my own book