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Updating just because.
1) The older I get, my attention span with books worsens. I mean, after leaving the bookshop or library I've got my nose stuck in the book that got my attention, and I'm all, reading as I walk (I've never walked into walls, but I fell over a low wall once), reading on the train, staying up to read it, etc. Then the next morning I get back to my routine... and leave the other half of the book unread. For weeks. And it's not that the book is bad (those I drop). When I do finish a good book, I'm wowing to myself and re-reading it immediately. It's just... why did I lost interest midway?
2) The floor tiling on my new place is 80% finished. *pumps fist* By way of update, I collected the keys to my flat last month and it barely needs work, just kitchen cabinets and aforesaid tiling. Then all I need are white goods. Plus bed. Books. I can have bookshelves again!
3) I grumble to people how awful it is that my new place is further away and adds to my commute, but secretly, I love it. My bus ride is dreamy.
4) I will get on with that Yuletide fic. I just wish I could have written it in my new place.
5) Ditto with my AYHT fic.
1) The older I get, my attention span with books worsens. I mean, after leaving the bookshop or library I've got my nose stuck in the book that got my attention, and I'm all, reading as I walk (I've never walked into walls, but I fell over a low wall once), reading on the train, staying up to read it, etc. Then the next morning I get back to my routine... and leave the other half of the book unread. For weeks. And it's not that the book is bad (those I drop). When I do finish a good book, I'm wowing to myself and re-reading it immediately. It's just... why did I lost interest midway?
2) The floor tiling on my new place is 80% finished. *pumps fist* By way of update, I collected the keys to my flat last month and it barely needs work, just kitchen cabinets and aforesaid tiling. Then all I need are white goods. Plus bed. Books. I can have bookshelves again!
3) I grumble to people how awful it is that my new place is further away and adds to my commute, but secretly, I love it. My bus ride is dreamy.
4) I will get on with that Yuletide fic. I just wish I could have written it in my new place.
5) Ditto with my AYHT fic.
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SAME.