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Nov. 1st, 2011 06:12 pmI danced eleven dances today (including Joc Batranesc), won not a single choc coin at the Cup and drank two glasses of bubbly. I'm hurting, but I've earned it.
My pieces for December/January are shaping up (three different looks at fiction over 100 years old: one drawing on what friends like and why and if they can't tell me why then I shall simply wonder aloud, one about the same question given to a very specific group of critics, and one about my own preferences) and the last ordinary review piece for the year is also underway.
I'm not supposed to be working on my dissertation until I hear back from my supervisor, but I was doing a bit of back reading and I realised I had an approach for one of the vagrant chapters, so I shall finish with that back reading and write up my notes and hope that I hear from my supervisor before I go too far astray.
I haven't done anything else of note since I last posted. I meant to work on maps, but it didn't happen because I can't find my tracing paper. I meant to do a lot of things, but the high pain days are continuing and that slows me down a bit. The amazing thing is that I danced. All slow dances, but a full class worth. This means that my breathing is finally under control (still much medicated, but under control) and that the chest infection is gone, and that my overall fitness is so much better than it's been in, oh, four years. I'm not well enough yet to dance regularly again, but I have really missed that group of people and the dancing and the wondering why a song would be called "Apple Come to Me!" (seriously "Tapuach Hineni") and the integration of folkstuff in with the other stuff and so this morning was rather wonderful. Even if I didn't win anything on the Cup.
My pieces for December/January are shaping up (three different looks at fiction over 100 years old: one drawing on what friends like and why and if they can't tell me why then I shall simply wonder aloud, one about the same question given to a very specific group of critics, and one about my own preferences) and the last ordinary review piece for the year is also underway.
I'm not supposed to be working on my dissertation until I hear back from my supervisor, but I was doing a bit of back reading and I realised I had an approach for one of the vagrant chapters, so I shall finish with that back reading and write up my notes and hope that I hear from my supervisor before I go too far astray.
I haven't done anything else of note since I last posted. I meant to work on maps, but it didn't happen because I can't find my tracing paper. I meant to do a lot of things, but the high pain days are continuing and that slows me down a bit. The amazing thing is that I danced. All slow dances, but a full class worth. This means that my breathing is finally under control (still much medicated, but under control) and that the chest infection is gone, and that my overall fitness is so much better than it's been in, oh, four years. I'm not well enough yet to dance regularly again, but I have really missed that group of people and the dancing and the wondering why a song would be called "Apple Come to Me!" (seriously "Tapuach Hineni") and the integration of folkstuff in with the other stuff and so this morning was rather wonderful. Even if I didn't win anything on the Cup.