Some theatre each day keeps the doctor away…

Poor Reading, Large Writing

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Wrote three reviews today, totalling about 3,500 words.  Yikes.  Didn’t write anything on the play, though.  Sigh.

Whatnot (no space).  (Just felt like saying it.)

226/299 in A Wild Sheep Chase.  Barely read any of it today, though I read quite a few pages in bed last night.  I must say that it’s rather nice, being able to hold the book in bed without my arms getting tired.  And being able to hold it open easily with one hand.  (Well, I could hold Clarissa open with one hand, because it was such a heavy book that there was no recoil on the pages, but I had to rest it on the bed in awkward positions.)

In bed last night, I read a great metaphor that Murakami had written, so great that I actually made an audible noise when I read it, but unfortunately I can’t remember what the metaphor was, and I don’t have the patience to find it.


Written by epistemysics

January 14, 2013 at 1:16 pm

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