Well then + Reading + Zombies
Feb. 21st, 2012 12:02 pmSo, not much as gone on as of late, and because of that I haven't had much to write about. It's strange - there was once a time when I'd scribble down every single inane thought that popped into my head, but as of late, I can't really be bothered.
One thing that I've been thinking about lately is that it seems, sometimes, like people become so utterly unpleasant when they see other people enjoying themselves. I don't understand it at all, but often these reactions come off to me as "how dare they take joy in something" or "how dare they enjoy talking to their friends" or "how dare they like initiating conversation" or "how dare they enjoy this hobby that they are not good at". It might be because I'm generally pretty good at ignoring people who have nothing to do with me (in fact, I tend to do it to the point of absolute obliviousness), but I just don't understand that kind of mentality.
It boils down to this: I have limited time and limited energy, so I'll do my best to spend it on the things that I like, instead of the things that I don't like. I might grumble very briefly about something that annoys me, but I don't pursue it the way some people seem to. And usually it's the "I don't like such-and-such thing" rather than the more personal "how dare people like such-and-such thing".
Basically, I don't get it.
On a completely unrelated note, I finally got around to reading Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. Must say, it wasn't to my taste. Never really been a fan of things based on the story, but I was hoping I might like the novel a little better than the various adaptations. I suppose not. :Va
I'm rather thankful that my job has a decent amount of downtime. I can't write during that time, but at least I can read through novels on Project Gutenberg. It means that I'm able to get around to stuff I've been meaning to read for years, but never did. (Just started Frankenstein today. We'll see how that goes).
Again unrelated: I've been thinking for a while about watching The Walking Dead, or maybe reading the comics. On the one hand, I've mentioned before that zombie apocalypse narratives scare the fuck out of me. On the other hand, I find apocalypse narratives (with or without zombies) fascinating. So it might be relevant to my interests, but I really would have to wait to take a look on a day when I don't need to sleep (so, at the end of work rotation, hah). It's the same with novels - I picked up Stephen King's The Stand the other day, and I fully intend to read it when I have time, but I also fully expect it to give me a nightmare or two. It really makes me feel rather foolish - I should know enough to stay away from these things! - but I can't really explain it.
One thing that I've been thinking about lately is that it seems, sometimes, like people become so utterly unpleasant when they see other people enjoying themselves. I don't understand it at all, but often these reactions come off to me as "how dare they take joy in something" or "how dare they enjoy talking to their friends" or "how dare they like initiating conversation" or "how dare they enjoy this hobby that they are not good at". It might be because I'm generally pretty good at ignoring people who have nothing to do with me (in fact, I tend to do it to the point of absolute obliviousness), but I just don't understand that kind of mentality.
It boils down to this: I have limited time and limited energy, so I'll do my best to spend it on the things that I like, instead of the things that I don't like. I might grumble very briefly about something that annoys me, but I don't pursue it the way some people seem to. And usually it's the "I don't like such-and-such thing" rather than the more personal "how dare people like such-and-such thing".
Basically, I don't get it.
On a completely unrelated note, I finally got around to reading Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. Must say, it wasn't to my taste. Never really been a fan of things based on the story, but I was hoping I might like the novel a little better than the various adaptations. I suppose not. :Va
I'm rather thankful that my job has a decent amount of downtime. I can't write during that time, but at least I can read through novels on Project Gutenberg. It means that I'm able to get around to stuff I've been meaning to read for years, but never did. (Just started Frankenstein today. We'll see how that goes).
Again unrelated: I've been thinking for a while about watching The Walking Dead, or maybe reading the comics. On the one hand, I've mentioned before that zombie apocalypse narratives scare the fuck out of me. On the other hand, I find apocalypse narratives (with or without zombies) fascinating. So it might be relevant to my interests, but I really would have to wait to take a look on a day when I don't need to sleep (so, at the end of work rotation, hah). It's the same with novels - I picked up Stephen King's The Stand the other day, and I fully intend to read it when I have time, but I also fully expect it to give me a nightmare or two. It really makes me feel rather foolish - I should know enough to stay away from these things! - but I can't really explain it.
Yuu. Fic writer & book lover. M/Canada.
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