Aug. 25th, 2009

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There's a gusty wind blowing down Woden Valley. The trouble with a gusty wind blowing down Woden Valley is that I'm in a runnel down the centre of the valley and it acts like a tunnel for the weather to blow through. I get a lot of sound and fury.

It's not a little wind, either. We've got a severe weather warning out for it. Blizzards on the peaks, but here in the depths of Woden Valley it was warm till a half hour ago.

In a half hour's time everything will stop and go cool and then I shall sleep. I'm full of theories about sleep, because the practice is just not happening. I've read half of Sean Stewart's Mockingbird to fill in a section of the long night and now I'm going to write until things calm down. Last night I did lots of rummaging in online archives, but tonight I'm waiting for stuff from my editor (which she can't send because she - sensible lady - is sleeping) and can't focus on much. I shall force focus and calm right down and get novel written, to boot.

It's an ill wind...
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I did a bunch of work last night, because of that ill wind. I ended up working on food history and thinking about my blog's future - should I move somewhere else, or give it a funeral? - now that 451 Press no longer employs bloggers. So many of us are making this decision. For me it's hard, because I love blogging, but I also have so much to do over the next 2 months.

Whatever I do, I'll still continue with my series on the food history of writers, because I can post them here if I choose not to revive the blog elsewhere. That series, though, means I have to make a decision rather than just letting things rest. This weekend will be my deadline.

My reward for duty done was in the post today. There was a nice article (with a very nice photograph) about my students in the local newspaper. There was also a parcel of really cool stationery from a US friend.

She and I had the blues together a few weeks ago and we decided it would make our lives happier if we received (from each other) left over bits of stationery from our home offices. It's amazing what cards and gift tags and papers one has, lurking. She got a strange parcel from me: I got a classy parcel from her. We're both happier.

I probably have enough material lurking for two more small packages of silliness, if anyone else wants to do an international stationery exchange. I will be going to the post office tomorrow, so speak up now or forever lose your chance of finding what's in the bottom of my card drawer.
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This weather amuses me. The top temperature today was at 1 am when we had that vast wind and the rain it bore. Right now it's 5 1/2 degees below that top temperature. The sky is blue and there are pretty white clouds floating by.

I know this is fully explicable, meteorologically, but I prefer to think of it as the weather being contrary.

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