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Jan. 9th, 2023 10:03 pmWhen I put on the sensor tonight - it hurt and bled. I think I pushed down too hard - because it didn't take the first go around. ( Read more... )
Also, today, I gave my bag of chocolates to Leo to add to his collection in his desk drawer. People come and get chocolate from Leo. This way, I won't have them in my desk calling to me. They can be in Leo's desk calling to me, and I'm far more likely to ignore them - and not binge. Last week, I discovered that every time I get annoyed, irritated, bored, etc - I'd grab one of the individually wrapped chocolate squares, which made these feelings worse - and resulted in spikes of temper.
I'm drinking CBD cinnamon tea at work instead, now. And snaking on nuts. So progress.
I'm rather proud of myself for giving Leo my chocolates. I did it first thing this morning, before I changed my mind.
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Someone on Twitter asked Western Fans to provide Westerns that people would fall in love with. Bonus points if made before 1964. Then commented that this was harder than they thought.
Me: Not if you are a fan of Westerns and know the genre.
My mother agreed, she loves Westerns. People bash, denigrate, and scoff at the genre all the time. ( Read more... )
Anyhow, the films I came up with were: Red River - 1948, The Searchers - 1956, The Big Country - 1958, the Man who Shot Liberty Valance - 1962.
But I'd go with Red River (mother's favorite) and The Big Country (mine) - I think they've held up the best.
There's also Duel in the Sun - 1946, Three Violent People - 1957, The Gunfighter - 1950; My Darling Clementine - 1946; Gunfight at the OK Corral - 1957
I studied Westerns in 1986, undergrad. Also studied Gilbert & Sullivan. And Plays in London. I wrote analytical essays on all of them, except Gilbert and Sullivan, which was mostly quizzes. I was so good at them - I ended up doing a trivia contest with the traveling troupe. Shame I couldn't get a job writing meta about television shows, theater, films, and books.
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I wondered tonight if I lack ambition. Mother told me it was partly just age. I no longer care. I looked at jobs on Linked In, and they just made me tired. I want to take courses on art restoration, mural painting, and oil painting. Or graphic novels. Maybe detecting art fraud. But I've no interest in furthering my career in the legal profession.
I also want to work on my novels. I have about ten percolating in my brain.
I'd like to take the time to write them. I do, but I steal time to do it.
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Bit of a reading slump. I've jumped from the Magpie Lord, to the Vine Witch to My Lady Notorious. I may go back to the Vine Witch, though.
Finished ...a book that I can't remember the name of. It was by Suzanne Craig. And it was different in that it developed various side characters, and built the romance after the two people were married (this took care of the sex scenes, and anachronisms depicting them. Women didn't tend to sleep with men prior to marriage - in Georgian period, without severe consequences. The language and dialogue also was a bit more true to the period than most. Plus, the writer wasn't bad at sex scenes. The last one was. I gave up on the one before it - it was a mystery about spied, but the sex scenes kind of weighed that one down. Sex scenes are like fight scenes, brevity works best, also less is more, and the build up is important. Plus they probably should take the characters somewhere. Otherwise they are kind of boring. A lot of writers suck at sex scenes and fight scenes.
Also, today, I gave my bag of chocolates to Leo to add to his collection in his desk drawer. People come and get chocolate from Leo. This way, I won't have them in my desk calling to me. They can be in Leo's desk calling to me, and I'm far more likely to ignore them - and not binge. Last week, I discovered that every time I get annoyed, irritated, bored, etc - I'd grab one of the individually wrapped chocolate squares, which made these feelings worse - and resulted in spikes of temper.
I'm drinking CBD cinnamon tea at work instead, now. And snaking on nuts. So progress.
I'm rather proud of myself for giving Leo my chocolates. I did it first thing this morning, before I changed my mind.
***
Someone on Twitter asked Western Fans to provide Westerns that people would fall in love with. Bonus points if made before 1964. Then commented that this was harder than they thought.
Me: Not if you are a fan of Westerns and know the genre.
My mother agreed, she loves Westerns. People bash, denigrate, and scoff at the genre all the time. ( Read more... )
Anyhow, the films I came up with were: Red River - 1948, The Searchers - 1956, The Big Country - 1958, the Man who Shot Liberty Valance - 1962.
But I'd go with Red River (mother's favorite) and The Big Country (mine) - I think they've held up the best.
There's also Duel in the Sun - 1946, Three Violent People - 1957, The Gunfighter - 1950; My Darling Clementine - 1946; Gunfight at the OK Corral - 1957
I studied Westerns in 1986, undergrad. Also studied Gilbert & Sullivan. And Plays in London. I wrote analytical essays on all of them, except Gilbert and Sullivan, which was mostly quizzes. I was so good at them - I ended up doing a trivia contest with the traveling troupe. Shame I couldn't get a job writing meta about television shows, theater, films, and books.
**
I wondered tonight if I lack ambition. Mother told me it was partly just age. I no longer care. I looked at jobs on Linked In, and they just made me tired. I want to take courses on art restoration, mural painting, and oil painting. Or graphic novels. Maybe detecting art fraud. But I've no interest in furthering my career in the legal profession.
I also want to work on my novels. I have about ten percolating in my brain.
I'd like to take the time to write them. I do, but I steal time to do it.
***
Bit of a reading slump. I've jumped from the Magpie Lord, to the Vine Witch to My Lady Notorious. I may go back to the Vine Witch, though.
Finished ...a book that I can't remember the name of. It was by Suzanne Craig. And it was different in that it developed various side characters, and built the romance after the two people were married (this took care of the sex scenes, and anachronisms depicting them. Women didn't tend to sleep with men prior to marriage - in Georgian period, without severe consequences. The language and dialogue also was a bit more true to the period than most. Plus, the writer wasn't bad at sex scenes. The last one was. I gave up on the one before it - it was a mystery about spied, but the sex scenes kind of weighed that one down. Sex scenes are like fight scenes, brevity works best, also less is more, and the build up is important. Plus they probably should take the characters somewhere. Otherwise they are kind of boring. A lot of writers suck at sex scenes and fight scenes.