Dead and buried

[wiseheart]

You are lucky. I'm too dead to treat you to the Great Cemetery Adventure I was unlucky enough to have with Mum today. What other time than the coldest day of the whole frigging year? Besides, in our family the dead are usually kept in much higher esteem than the living. Bleh.

I've finished "The Young Knights". With only six days delay, which isn't that bad, consdering the amount of work and research that story cost me. Gah. I think I'll do some vampire stuff next, with bondage, lots of blood and lots of hot smut. I need a timeout from the Ardaverse. Luckily for me, there's "Emissary of the Mark" to translate and to adapt, none of which is too demanding. And "The Joy Machine" in the Trek fandom. My creative juices have all but dried out. No Advent Calendar ever again!!!

Three more days at home. Two with Mum. But I gave her an ultimatum. I told her I won't leave the flat until I absolutely have on January 3, and I won't be laying hand on anything until then. We just avoided a really ugly fight because I sucked up the rest again. And because she wouldn't understand anyway if I didn't.

I found an English version of Eclipse of the Crescent Moon, though. It's a terrific book about a small slice of medieval Hungarian history. I'll post more about it when I'm not this brain dead, perhaps with quotes. You guys deserve to know that book.

Okay, gone till tomorrow. Not a single functioning brain cell left anyway...

Comments

[makamu]

I understand your exhaustion and frustration but I hope you will return to the Ardaverse soon :)

As for that book: bring on the review, please :)

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Will do - the German tile is Die Sterne von Eger, I think it has been translated a long time ago. You should give it a try if you can. It's a nicely written book, with a clear enough style for it to be Pflichtlektüre in the 6th term. I was about ten when I first read it, myself. It's not a children's book, though, even if the main characters are childen at the beginning.

[jilba.livejournal.com]

The Great Cemetary Adventure..my mind boggles. Did you maybe get lost in a cemetary?

As for the writing, I know I must too. I really really must...but RL has just been too exhausting of late!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

No, we didn't get lost, although the fog was thick enough for that possibility. We just marched for an hour or so in icy cold, while icicles hung over our heads from the branches - and all that for throwing our flowers onto the grave and turning around and running back before we died from the cold. I have never been freezing so badly before, never in my life.

The whole action was unnecessary and stupid, fuelled by Mum's weird sense of filial duty... something I'll never be able to understand. *breathes on blue fingernails*

[jilba.livejournal.com]

I've ever been all but frozen at a cemetary.. but I have endured my mother and aunt's panic because a bit of concrete fell off the grave of another aunt who died before they were born. Ok, it's damaged, get the concreter to come fix it. Don't stand about out for hours every day for a week, doing nothing!

Sometimes, I wonder about the older generation! surely your cemetary adventure could have waited for suitable weather?