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Feb. 23rd, 2012 12:45 pmToday is busy and sore. I'm having to balance what I do to help my neck get better. Do not ask how I hurt my neck!
Once I have a big fat letter in the mail, I will be more than somewhat happier. Then I will be able to settle down and do stuff. Much stuff, albeit in ten minute batches with neck rests. (I can twist my neck a small amount now, which is lots better than this morning. And I have dispensed with heat packs for the moment.)
The inner recesses of my brain are split equally between explaining medieval taxes and working out how much Hayden White's work can be related to genre fiction. In the interstices, I'm thinking about Connie Willis' dialogue (because her dialogue is fun and her history hurts my brain - why, when people are in the 1940s, do they think of novels as useful source of wording for contemporary advertisements, rather than newspapers?).
Once I have a big fat letter in the mail, I will be more than somewhat happier. Then I will be able to settle down and do stuff. Much stuff, albeit in ten minute batches with neck rests. (I can twist my neck a small amount now, which is lots better than this morning. And I have dispensed with heat packs for the moment.)
The inner recesses of my brain are split equally between explaining medieval taxes and working out how much Hayden White's work can be related to genre fiction. In the interstices, I'm thinking about Connie Willis' dialogue (because her dialogue is fun and her history hurts my brain - why, when people are in the 1940s, do they think of novels as useful source of wording for contemporary advertisements, rather than newspapers?).