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Jun. 7th, 2022 08:30 pmThere's a hot, humid blanket over the city, so I suppose it's officially summer now. Have spent most of the weekend in a fugue state, getting some chores done and reading Gideon the Ninth. Which I really enjoyed! Most people I know seem to LOVE it so I was a bit worried I wouldn't be vibing with it (a particular manifestation of crippling FOMO I'm trying my best to manage), but I did genuinely enjoy it (but not enough to be eloquent about it).
I keep thinking I need to get out of my reading slump soon, but then I look at what I read and my "reading slump" is simply not reading like, eight books per month.
Went out with wife and a mutual friend to a consert with Baroque music by female composers on Sunday, which was fun. Nothing like sitting in a church where 80% of the audience is 60+ year-olds going WHOOP WHOOP and whistling for an encore after some guy plays the harpsichord lol. Wish I could do things like that more often to be honest-- when we first moved back to Stockholm last September the idea of being able to go to conserts, the theater, the opera, museum exhibitions etc. was one of few things that made me feel like it was worth it.
Speaking of slumps, I'm clawing my way out of a long writer's block, but any return to Actually Writing Regularly is atm prevented by having TOO MANY IDEAS after so many months of no new ideas at all. ~ Is nothing ever easy? ~
I keep thinking I need to get out of my reading slump soon, but then I look at what I read and my "reading slump" is simply not reading like, eight books per month.
Went out with wife and a mutual friend to a consert with Baroque music by female composers on Sunday, which was fun. Nothing like sitting in a church where 80% of the audience is 60+ year-olds going WHOOP WHOOP and whistling for an encore after some guy plays the harpsichord lol. Wish I could do things like that more often to be honest-- when we first moved back to Stockholm last September the idea of being able to go to conserts, the theater, the opera, museum exhibitions etc. was one of few things that made me feel like it was worth it.
Speaking of slumps, I'm clawing my way out of a long writer's block, but any return to Actually Writing Regularly is atm prevented by having TOO MANY IDEAS after so many months of no new ideas at all. ~ Is nothing ever easy? ~