Already? Not ready!

Tomorrow, my one-month break from writing comes to an end. I don't know if I'm ready to dive back into it. In any case, desire to does not burn, drive, or push me. My plan was to read TTD (it's been nigh on 3 months since I've looked at or thought about it) and see what I think for myself. After that, I planned to *finally* read the crits (excepting

mindseas and magicnoire's, which I read right away way back when since they delivered them with such promptness. *g*) 

The problem is I just don't want to.  I don't care to read my work, and I don't care to see what people said about it. I really hope that doesn't come across as ungrateful because I am extremely grateful for the effort everyone put into their critiques and the time they dedicated to such a monstrous project. I hoped that the apathy would wear off by month's end, but nope. Still hanging around me like a foul miasma.

I often feel a build of excitement and interest after I start something, so maybe I should just immerse myself in it and see if the project can hook me again.  Or maybe I should turn to shorts for a while. I say shorts because I don't feel like looking at my second novel attempt just now either, and starting a third while I have two languishing for polish and ultimate sendout just feels like I can't see something through.  

I did dream about one of my shorts last night, so maybe that is the way to go...

 

 

*sigh*

Every year,  mana_triniand I plan birthday surprises for one another. Last year, Nuria accidently ruined J's surprise for me by saying how much fun I would have at our destination. This year, one of J's colleagues spilled the beans. *sigh* Now I know we are going to Madagascar for 11 days, but it is a big island. Our exact location(s) and intinerary are still mysteries.

Having two surprises in a row spoiled made me tetchy and woe-is-me, and I started to lament about how I never get surprised (we take turns with our anniversary every year, too)! But then J reminded me of the gemstones he gave me for our first anniversary, which was a great surprise, even if the resulting ring didn't turn out the way I wanted (jeweler's fault). Then I remembered when he took me to the Limousin mountains in the Lac de Vassivière region, and we stayed the night in a Mongolian yurt. I kept my eyes shut the entire trip, which lasted almost three hours. That brought to mind the time he took me to Salers, which is a most charming village (I kept my eyes shut on that trip, too--and on the way to Amsterdam...from Paris to past the Belgian border). 

So, I guess I can't complain that much. Just, geez, guys and gals, keep it to yourselves next time. And mana_trini? Mum's the word. You can't trust *anyone*!