Disappointment.
Mar. 14th, 2004 03:01 amIt seems that I can only indulge one creative outlet at a time. I've been playing with web things lately and I've been very slack on writing. I also haven't worked on my baby quilt in three days or something, even though the days have been exceedingly long and we've been at home almost the whole time. My mother is going to be very disappointed tomorrow when she asks how much more I've gotten done and I tell her that I haven't made a single stitch since she last saw it. I suppose that she can't complain too much because she still hasn't even started hers.
I'm reading a book right now that's so disappointing that it makes me honestly sad. It's a romance that I bought myself this week. I hardly ever buy new romance novels because I read them so fast it hardly seems worth it. However, when I do buy them new, I'm very rarely disappointed because there's a trick to picking out the good stuff. Anyway, this particular author has a series of books about one family. I thought the series was over until I saw this book, which is why I bought it right away. This one is the first book about the children of the first book. She has a very particular style, which is quite funny, if a little unbelievable at times. Anyway, I was really looking forward to it because the previous books were quite good, so now I feel completely unfulfilled since it's turning out so dismally. I kind of get the impression that she's somewhat uncomfortable writing about the sons of her original characters, as if they're her own children. I can sort of see where you could feel that way. It's just awkward and wrong, and also, there's entirely too much emphasis on the previous story, which happened thirty years before. You just don't walk around referencing events from that long ago in casual conversation. So, it's nice to see the characters again, but really, parents should not be this involved. Also, absolutely nothing bad has happened in the last thirty years to any of them, and there were like, six couples or something, and a brood of children. And you know what makes it worse? I checked Amazon while writing this to see if anyone else had a problem with it like I do, and now I know that the ending is at least partially tragic. Terrific. Now I know the ending of the book I'm not enthused about finishing.
There's nothing that quite makes me feel like a two-year-old as when it's late, I'm tired, but I still don't want to go to bed. You'd think I'd outgrow the tendency to fight sleep. :) I'm almost done with a project I've been putting off since before the first Mosaic Minds launch in January--that's what I've been doing tonight, and I'd like to get it done tonight while the mood is right. I haven't had time to work on it much, and when I have had time, I haven't felt like it. Hopefully, I'll finish it up tomorrow night and write about it then. I guess it's time for bed now, though, even if I don't want to go.
I'm reading a book right now that's so disappointing that it makes me honestly sad. It's a romance that I bought myself this week. I hardly ever buy new romance novels because I read them so fast it hardly seems worth it. However, when I do buy them new, I'm very rarely disappointed because there's a trick to picking out the good stuff. Anyway, this particular author has a series of books about one family. I thought the series was over until I saw this book, which is why I bought it right away. This one is the first book about the children of the first book. She has a very particular style, which is quite funny, if a little unbelievable at times. Anyway, I was really looking forward to it because the previous books were quite good, so now I feel completely unfulfilled since it's turning out so dismally. I kind of get the impression that she's somewhat uncomfortable writing about the sons of her original characters, as if they're her own children. I can sort of see where you could feel that way. It's just awkward and wrong, and also, there's entirely too much emphasis on the previous story, which happened thirty years before. You just don't walk around referencing events from that long ago in casual conversation. So, it's nice to see the characters again, but really, parents should not be this involved. Also, absolutely nothing bad has happened in the last thirty years to any of them, and there were like, six couples or something, and a brood of children. And you know what makes it worse? I checked Amazon while writing this to see if anyone else had a problem with it like I do, and now I know that the ending is at least partially tragic. Terrific. Now I know the ending of the book I'm not enthused about finishing.
There's nothing that quite makes me feel like a two-year-old as when it's late, I'm tired, but I still don't want to go to bed. You'd think I'd outgrow the tendency to fight sleep. :) I'm almost done with a project I've been putting off since before the first Mosaic Minds launch in January--that's what I've been doing tonight, and I'd like to get it done tonight while the mood is right. I haven't had time to work on it much, and when I have had time, I haven't felt like it. Hopefully, I'll finish it up tomorrow night and write about it then. I guess it's time for bed now, though, even if I don't want to go.