bookkeeping
Sep. 25th, 2004 09:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
truepennyyesterday, Kekropia, 503 words
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heres_luck and I were talking yesterday about the fact that the Golden Age of my LJ seems to have come and gone. "You seem burned out on LJ," she said.
"No," I said, "I think my brain's just burned out. I hope it grows back soon."
Which is true, both the general burn-out and the hope for regrowth. In the meantime, I'm doing the best I can. Which mostly means getting this book written. I have a lot of posts I want to make, about The Revengers Tragedy andpameladean's Tam Lin, about Jirel of Joiry and the subversion of misogynistic stereotypes, about The White Devil, which is the play I most wanted to put in my dissertation and didn't. But, as I realized properly when I thought about it, I just don't have the mental energy to go around.
I hope this state of affairs changes. There's nothing I can do except keep trudging along. Get the book written. Hope the more intellectual parts of my brain can be coaxed out of hiding given time and distance from the dissertation. Because it's true: I like myself better when those parts of my mind are at home to visitors. But it's not something a person can force--that would just make it all that much worse.
heres_luck and I were talking yesterday about the fact that the Golden Age of my LJ seems to have come and gone. "You seem burned out on LJ," she said."No," I said, "I think my brain's just burned out. I hope it grows back soon."
Which is true, both the general burn-out and the hope for regrowth. In the meantime, I'm doing the best I can. Which mostly means getting this book written. I have a lot of posts I want to make, about The Revengers Tragedy and
pameladean's Tam Lin, about Jirel of Joiry and the subversion of misogynistic stereotypes, about The White Devil, which is the play I most wanted to put in my dissertation and didn't. But, as I realized properly when I thought about it, I just don't have the mental energy to go around.I hope this state of affairs changes. There's nothing I can do except keep trudging along. Get the book written. Hope the more intellectual parts of my brain can be coaxed out of hiding given time and distance from the dissertation. Because it's true: I like myself better when those parts of my mind are at home to visitors. But it's not something a person can force--that would just make it all that much worse.
