That Moment...

TMW when you realize you haven't been here in a while...

 

TMW you prefer the night hours to the day, but you also prefer eight hours of sleep to five.

 

Well ...

 

Watch Thirty Days of Night.

Or even better, don't, it kinda sucked.

Shit, my post didn't post... Crappy wifi

 

TMW you run 0.75 miles and suffer nausea afterward. I knew I’d gotten out of shape this semester, but damn.

 

There have been many days during which I drank nothing but ginger beer. I'm utterly under the sway of Reed's Extra Ginger Brew. Given that I can't drink alcohol any more, I need this stuff.

 

That moment when you read the relevant 30% of the book (which actually turned out to be more like 10%) and find that your eruption scenario - and therefore pretty much everything else that happens at the climax of your novel and potentially several chapters leading up to it - needs a massive, massive revision.

ARSE.

 

One of my major weaknesses as a writer is that I'm lousy at managing climaxes. I always need massive revisions of my climaxes. You are not alone.

 

TMW you hear the F-Word for the first time ever in the Star Trek Universe. And then twice in as many minutes.

 

TMW Gene Roddenberry returns to Earth to kick some serious Star-Trek-producer butt.

 

Seriously, tho. I was getting caught up on episodes of Star Trek Discovery at the condo and blam! Two f-bombs in a row. May seem kinda dumb to be shocked, but Star Trek has always been such a PG destination.

 

TMW you are horrified, upon reviewing layouts of taverns on the web, that you have been opening it up to Amos washing dishes in a storage area instead of the kitchen area!!!

I am suddenly so thankful and grateful I’m not published yet... Excuse me while I move him to his proper location...

 

I hardly ever drink anything other than water. I think I've gone years at a time with only water (except for Shabbat wine, which is just a drop a week).

 

The Israeli restaurants are more expensive, so I guess it balances out.

 

TMW you see this and don't know whether to be impressed or laugh...

 

My guess is, you laugh. Patrick Stewart can do lots of things, but singing isn't one of them. He can bellow with the best of them, and if you have a band playing behind him you might call it singing, but it's still bellowing. It's just bellowing with a band playing somewhere nearby, wondering if they should call a therapist to help the poor old noisy man who won't shut up.

 

TMW your mom has the flu and you have an irritatingly persistent cold.

Edit: Upon testing, I also have the flu, just with rather mild symptoms. I was vaccinated this year, but eh.

 

TMW you're trying to appreciate a song but find that venturing to the YouTube comment section was a mistake, as it's rife with women criticizing the lead singer/rhythm guitarist's looks and hair. Seriously stahp, focusing on appearance over skill is a female problem. Goddamn trolls.

 

On a semi-related, but not, but trolls, note, when I check book reviews in Amazon, I always check a few of the five stars, a few of the three stars, and a few of the one stars (assuming the book has sufficient reviews). I find the diversity of opinions gives me a pretty good idea of what's right and wrong about the book.

Never look below the three star line on any book about the Third Reich or the Holocaust, it's a pit filled with things much worse than trolls.

 

I always read the 1 star reviews. They tend to be hilarious. The longer the better.

 

I bought a book called Hitler's Furies, about the women in the SS. It cited twelve specific examples, and one of the one star comments was a Nazi (used descriptively, not pejoratively) who insisted that you could find twelve bad people in any army, and the rest of the SS were shining examples of decency fighting against a subhuman enemy and blah blah blah....

He was one of the more coherent critics of the book.