Nodding in, yet again
Feb. 23rd, 2007 09:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pameladeanRaphael and I took the upstairs cats to the vet last week, and they all ended up having blood work done, because they are venerable. All three of them turned up with elevated white counts and slight to less slight elevations in some kidney indications. So this morning we got up way too early and lugged two of them in to provide urine samples. This proved considerably easier than expected, so we took them home again, and were offered a chance to bring the third cat, my Aristophanes, in at 10:30, with the hope that he too would be easily sampled. So we haven't gone back to sleep as planned and I am pretty fuddled.
Therefore, I am going to complain about my book. It's mostly good news, really, but complaint is traditional. I'd been a little worried because the plot, as wrung out of my unwilling brain during the surrealistic and unwelcome process of writing an outline so the book could be sold, seemed a trifle thin. It always does, and I always worry. Well, I can stop worrying about that now and worry about something real. The metaphysical aspect of things just fell on my head, quite hard. I have no idea what I'm going to actually do about it, but the linkages between the shape of this book and a lot of largely-unaddressed matters in The Whim of the Dragon are now (appallingly) clearer.
I think I was smarter when I wrote those books. I can only hope that advanced cunning will make up for the loss of brain cells.
Some of you are not keeping as well as I'd like, and others are doing pretty well at it. I do pay attention.
Pamela
Therefore, I am going to complain about my book. It's mostly good news, really, but complaint is traditional. I'd been a little worried because the plot, as wrung out of my unwilling brain during the surrealistic and unwelcome process of writing an outline so the book could be sold, seemed a trifle thin. It always does, and I always worry. Well, I can stop worrying about that now and worry about something real. The metaphysical aspect of things just fell on my head, quite hard. I have no idea what I'm going to actually do about it, but the linkages between the shape of this book and a lot of largely-unaddressed matters in The Whim of the Dragon are now (appallingly) clearer.
I think I was smarter when I wrote those books. I can only hope that advanced cunning will make up for the loss of brain cells.
Some of you are not keeping as well as I'd like, and others are doing pretty well at it. I do pay attention.
Pamela
