Erulisse Dances

It's Wednesday my "day off" and I have a list that will take me all over town, cost me lots of $ and keep me running all day long. I will be driving all over town, clipping rogue trees at the small house, buying all of my extra Renaissance Fest tickets for Chickie and Sharon (we all go out for one day together) and my less expensive pre-purchased admission tickets and Cheap-skate books for the State Fair. I need to make a doctor appointment for my DH, get some measurements on my eyes so that I can order new lenses for my eyeglasses, and call my accountant to make sure that an extension was filed for a tax return. I also want to drop by my broker's office (I've never visited there) to find out why I can't order checks for my savings/checking account and get some extra dollars transferred in. I need to renew my DH's car license and make an ear doctor appointment for him. And I have to continue cleaning my house - only fifteen days left until Sharon arrives and I want my house cleaned up. Whew!!! Too much to do!

( What am I reading? I'm totally involved in....the circus! More below the cut )

One of the things that brings me joy is reading. What! A writer reading? What would I be doing with something so silly and so non-physical as an activity in my life? But reading, the movement of recognized symbols into words and mental imagery when seen through the eyes (or fingertips in the case of braille), is central to my existence and happiness. It makes me think about those societies that don't have a written language or those people who either cannot or are not allowed to read.

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I got LASIK in my right eye in 2001 and my final follow-up appointment for that was in 2002. But since then I haven't had my eyes examined. For several years I found reading to be very difficult and worked with audio books instead of written ones, but when I got my bifocals I read more, and when I got my NookColor I was back to my normal voracious reading habits. I'm very pleased about that. But as I increased my reading, my prescription for my glasses got more and more out of date. I've needed new glasses for quite a while and finally broke down and set up an appointment with my eye doctor for an exam. I have that today and I can start getting my glasses relensed with a new prescription soon. That will make me very happy! My eyeglass frames are unique and custom made, so I don't replace the glasses completely, rather I get new lenses for my frames instead.

( my DH's Father's Day gift below the cut. He done good! )

I had a wonderful two days off. I read a lot, I wrote a little (probably should have done more of this, but that's how it happened to go) ate good food, and watched DVD's. Today will be cool again, so I will be comfortable at the shop today instead of wilting from the heat, and I need to start thinking seriously now about my trip to the Bead & Button Show next week because I leave in a week and have to be packed and ready to go.

( Cats and Books...what could be better? )

 I am now the proud possessor of a library card. OK, I know - I read like a maniac, I write, I do research, why haven't I had a library card before now? Well, I have and I haven't. Throughout my life I have had either library cards for my local libraries or was a student accessing the student libraries of the various colleges I attended. The Denver Public Library was my friend, especially when I was researching various presentations that I made on World War II. The librarians were great and the collection was deep, they also had a 2nd floor room with typewriters (yes, this was in the dark ages before computers) where I could put quarters into a timed meter and type up my notes. Much easier, and it meant I didn't need to check out a bunch of books, drive them 90 minutes north of the City to the town where I attended college, and then have to return them back to Denver before their due dates. A pain, so the typewriters were a god-send.


( the library and research...OK, misc rambling and a couple of pics below... )

So, on February 23, 1455 (yes, that's 1455) the first printing of the Guttenburg Bible began in Mainz, Germany. The invention of the Guttenburg press and the inks needed to allow multiple copies of the written word revolutionized the dissemination of information and distribution of knowledge. It is generally considered to be a contributing factor to the Age of Enlightenment, etc, and just look at how far we have come.

( talk of reading and my artwork link below )

I usually don't care about what day it is, but Monday was a ton of work and I was just exhausted by the end of it, leaving my temper tied by a hairstring. So when my DH came down at 9pm and my most recent story was refusing to post properly, I was LESS than happy, leading to unhappy people and a DH who dropped the D from his designation for the remainder of the day. He usually will sulk for a few days, so I can make an expectation that he will be pissy about my poor mood for most of the remainder of the week *sigh*.


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I don't want to go to work today. I'm involved in trying to wrap up my "Feast" story which finally got legs and started running well. I also have my nose glued to my NookColor reading "The Enchantment of Flesh and Spirit: The First Book of the Wraeththu Chronicles" which I am absolutely devouring.

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Today is Friday. What? You didn't realize that the week is progressing towards its end? Well, allow me to inform you. You're running out of time!

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  A discussion that started out as a crit on a chapter in a longer tale has morphed into a discussion about reading habits and has led me to thinking about my own.

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I also have found, that since I got my NookColor, I don't do that any more. I could still do it - each book does have a table of contents and, by utilizing that, I could quite easily flip back and forth. But I don't want to. I want the plot to unfold in the way that the author has crafted. I don't know if this is a function or aftereffect of my own writing efforts, or just a function of the fact that the book is an electronic one, but it is the way that I am currently reading. I will state for the record, however, that there is nothing wrong with knowing the end of the ride. It doesn't change the experience as you get there, and in some cases it actually can augment those experiences. If I didn't love the journey, I would never read and re-read the books that I dearly adore as many times as I continue to do. Why not choose a book that you dearly love to immerse yourself in today? I'll be buried in Kuchner's "Swordspoint" - recommended highly by friends and having hooked me within a chapter.