I suppose it was due to happen: I had a low-health day today, and spent part of it resting and reading Manuel Gonzales’ “The Regional Office Is Under Attack!” I picked it up at the library because Kelly Link blurbed it, and her stories are some of my favorites.
I was not misled. This book is so much fun, and also heartbreaking, and also weird. Pretty much exactly the type of story I want to write.
Writing from: my study in Portland. Listening to: the last of “Prison Break”. That final season was a slog. I am now officially skeptical about the reboot.
Books on management and productivity tend to leave me cold, but so far I am enjoying Victor Lipman’s “The Type B Manager: Leading Successfully in a Type A World”, especially the following sentence:
The core qualities of the Type B manager — including calmness, thoughtfulness, and patience — are qualities that people find easy to work with.
What about the absurd sense of humor and off-kilter fashion sense? I hope the author doesn’t forget those.
Tell me about your favorite manager.
Writing from: my study. Listening to: “Looped” by Kiasmos.
Every few months I do that thing where I attempt to restrict myself to reading only one book at a time and that lasts exactly four seconds because I work in a library.
I’m pretty jazzed about my currently-reading pile right now, which has plenty of interesting non-fiction plus two novels I am very excited about: “Forest of Memory” by Mary Robinette Kowal and “The Giant Smugglers” by Matt Solomon and Chris Pauls.
Writing from: my study. Listening to: FunkyPlaid puttering about. Yes, FunkyPlaid came home today!
Howdy, strangers! I forgot (again) how quickly these pile up when I run out of energy before I can post them each day. I will have to figure out another schedule. But here are some glimpses of the past week or so, plus a throwback photo my mom sent because last Wednesday I fell asleep before remembering to take a picture.
Day 176 of Project 365: Revamping the to-do list.
Day 177 of Project 365: To read.
Day 178 of Project 365: At the nursery.
Day 179 of Project 365: Tofu curry.
Day 180 of Project 365: Free ride.
Day 181 of Project 365: Back in time.
Day 182 of Project 365: Ripped.
Day 183 of Project 365: Works best.
Pretty much every workday starts out great and ends up with me being the tiredest person to ever tire. Weekends are spent catching up, and by “catching up” I mean “sitting quietly and not talking for hours at a time.” Ah, introversion.
Getting into better physical shape will help with the exhaustion, at least, so I will have to start psyching myself up to work out in the evenings because I don’t see myself waking up at 5am to do it. I mean, I can see myself waking up at 5am. Then I can see myself gleefully flinging the alarm clock across the room and sleeping another 12 hours.
Now I’m off to read “Broken Monsters” by Lauren Beukes which is super-creepy and not at all appropriate bedtime reading. Walking on the wild side over here. Try and keep up.
Writing from: my messy study. Listening to: “Slip” by Elliot Moss.
We visited my new workplace today and I took a shelfie featuring one of my favorite authors.
Writing from: the living room. Listening to: the first season of “The I.T. Crowd”. Richmond! ❤️