Shamefully, I may be reduced to that. Didn't write at all this weekend, not even with the "gift" of a snow day yesterday when Sunday's foot-deep blizzard kept me at home for an extra day.

Didn't work on the SEN. Or the Sentinel story. Or the due South story. Didn't even open the files.

I need something to jumpstart my brain. I may be reduced to writing bits and pieces with no pressure to create a story. Just to get the fires burning.

This past weekend:

Saturday: I had my hair done. Re-colored. Chopped about three inches off of it. Looks better, I think. Also, grocery store (to prep for the storm), lunch, and other random dinking around.

At the grocery store I bought carrots, celery, apples, and oranges. In retrospect, I can't figure out exactly how that grocery list seemed to me to be appropriate for a predicted 24-48 hour stretch where I was going to be trapped at home. I mean, yeah, okay, I also bought a piece of salmon, but still. That is not a 2-day menu.

It's not that I didn't think about it. I did. The trouble is, I ate right before I went to the grocery store. If I'm not hungry when I go to the store, I don't buy anything. If I am hungry, I buy a lot of junk food.

My brain is against me.

Sunday, I read fanfic in massive quantities.

That's about all I managed to accomplish, since the water in our building was out from, as near as I can tell, 5:00 Saturday evening until 8:00 Sunday morning. The hot water wasn't restored until 9:00 Sunday evening, so I was unable to do laundry or clean house. Or, for that matter, to take a shower. (You do not want to try and shower with Colorado ground-temperature water in the winter. Hypothermia is all-but guaranteed.)

I'm still a bit astonished to find myself reading fanfic again. Not to mention that it's useless fanfic, since I'm not reading in any fandom I'm likely to write in. Sigh.

I did watch a few episodes of due South, in preparation for that writing project, but it's a sad weekend where that's my most notable accomplishment.

Monday: A "snow day" but also, technically, a work day. I didn't work as much as I should have.

Okay, I barely worked at all. About 1-1/2 hour. The rest of the day I read fanfic in massive quantities. I was a complete slut and I read almost anything that had been spellchecked. Quality was not a criteria.

I think the I.C. has melted my brain.

Tomorrow afternoon I have to take my car in to have some work done. I intend to take a Massive and Serious Tome with me. A little restorative balance for the old brain cells, you understand.

I still have Kant's Critique of Practical Reason waiting on my bookshelf. It fails the "massive" test but it's serious and I've been wanting to get to it for several months now. (I read his Critique of Pure Reason many years ago and it was fascinating, but I got sidetracked by Descartes and Mill before I could read the companion volumes.)

I feel a mental crisis coming on...I must save my brain before I lose it entirely.

Except...tonight I plan to plug my laptop in, pop in another due South DVD, and keep feeding the voices into my brain until Writing Happens.

When I am bored...I am boring.

Always Remember:

This coming weekend is Doors Open Denver. Information available at Doors Open Denver on the city website.

I'll be at the Oxford Hotel on Saturday, from 10-1:30, for anyone who decides to come downtown and wander around this free tour. (The festival is Saturday & Sunday, but I'm only volunteering for Saturday.)

Maps and a free-ride, light rail coupon are available at your nearest Quiznos.