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Apr. 15th, 2007 09:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nonionayCleaned my room a bit yesterday. Sorted out my newer books and entered them into LibraryThing. Then, I went to the bookstore and got a bunch more books! Specifically, I got A Wrinkle In Time, and Kafka's Metamorphosis. The others... I had to get them too. They finally had Lolita! Also found stuff by Stephen Barnes and James C. Glass, who I saw at Norwescon.
I was toying with the idea of staying up all night and forcing myself to write. Stream of consciousness or something. Let sleep deprivation work its magic. Instead, I read The Metamorphosis, and that seemed to do the trick. After the fifty-page-long story, the book was full of scholarly notes. They made me love Nabakov even more for writing Pale Fire. In between all the blahdy blah, someone commented that The Metamorphosis starts at the climax. The first line is the most important one. So I decided I'd play with that. I wrote almost nine hundred words of something completly new, and which should hopefully be a short story. At that point, I (Argh!! Fucking deja vu. If I still had epilepsy, I'd be having a petit mal right now. I think there's too much snot in my sinuses, putting undue pressure on my poor brain. ) Anyway, at that point, I realized it was time for rational thought to take over in the story.
Then, the tarot cards told me to go to bed. So I did. :-)
I was toying with the idea of staying up all night and forcing myself to write. Stream of consciousness or something. Let sleep deprivation work its magic. Instead, I read The Metamorphosis, and that seemed to do the trick. After the fifty-page-long story, the book was full of scholarly notes. They made me love Nabakov even more for writing Pale Fire. In between all the blahdy blah, someone commented that The Metamorphosis starts at the climax. The first line is the most important one. So I decided I'd play with that. I wrote almost nine hundred words of something completly new, and which should hopefully be a short story. At that point, I (Argh!! Fucking deja vu. If I still had epilepsy, I'd be having a petit mal right now. I think there's too much snot in my sinuses, putting undue pressure on my poor brain. ) Anyway, at that point, I realized it was time for rational thought to take over in the story.
Then, the tarot cards told me to go to bed. So I did. :-)
