I am having a bad week. Again. I don't want to talk things over. I don't care about the law of averages and into each life some rain must fall, & etc. This is not a wish. This is a cease and desist letter.
Okay, so seriously...revising a novel takes for-freaking ever. I'm flailing through the text, tweaking here, re-researching there, making little notes to myself in [brackets]. Revision is a different skill than drafting, and I have the sinking feeling that I'm not very good at it.
Call me a wuss, but I much prefer doing things that I'm good at. Hey, there's a shiny novel-sized plot over there....
The sheer beauty of this aircraft in flight is incredible. When it flies overhead on New Year's morning, I don't care that it's a machine of war, and I'm rather a dove. I'm awed that this machine was built by human hands, and I think that if humans can build something so breathtaking then anything is possible. It's sentimental, but I love starting my new year with that hope.
Saw Pan's Labyrinth. It was pretty darn good, and I didn't mind the subtitles at all. It was dark subject matter though--a fairy story that is not for children. Thumbs up on the visuals--in that respect it reminded me of Mirrormask. The dude with the eyes is just awesome. I'll say no more to avoid spoilers, but see this one if you can.