My phone battery died some time. Didn't notice. Still afraid to open personal email. I should do that tonight. It is not going to get any more or less terrible.
Frickin' frackin' shoulder/neck still hurts. Apparently I should now try heat on it. We'll ses if that helps. It woke me up last night from stupid pain. And then I coughed a bunch and had trouble getting back to sleep.
My smile muscles feel somewhat underutilized. Or maybe it is just the rain/snow that it falling. Maybe I am fine. Maybe.
I have been staying up late. Reading. Now reading is the only thing I do. I am a serial monogomist to my pursuits. Sometimes all I do is knit. Or bead. Or sew. Or clean. Or write. Or read.
So now it is reading. I discovered that escapist romance novels available for free on the Amazon Kindle are, in general, crap. However, I also figured out how to check out books from the library on the fire. Which is good. Or bad. I don't know.
I have not read this genre (escapist romance novels) on purpose for some time (discounting Jane Austen or L.M. Montgomery, which hardly counts). Or ever? So I am pretty much randomly grabbing novels with no idea of their possible interest to me.
Here are things I have noticed:
Characters motivated by something other than lust/power
Complex male and female characters
Rakes vs Ingenues (Regency Historical Cage Match)
Me Viking. You Celtic woman. You mine. (Semi-linguistic, semi-consentual)
Too Much Drama (End of World Presaged by failure of Cute Boy to notice the New Bow in my hair)
p.s. I thought I had posted this. But then my computer battery died and I forgot.
Quaker, teacher, parent,