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I think I have been deluding myself. I got let go from my job of 22 years back in mid-January, and suddenly had tons of time to do whatever I wanted all day, which meant I got up at 9 then walked over to one of the dozen or so Tim Horton's within walking distance, then walked home, then read the entire internet, then tried to write for a while.  It's been really nice. I can get to the pharmacy when I have a prescription to pick up, I don't have to plan my workday around when I can get to the library to acquire my holds, I can read every day, I can knit. I don't have to take a day off if I want to meet someone for coffee or take a dance class. However. Before, when I had that job for 22 years, I thought I was writing every day. I got up in the morning and did my morning stuff, then sat down in my writing spot and looked at my writing, and for the last few years because I have enough first drafts already (and a lot of that page-a-day stuff I used to write would be k

"Danagerous Ages" by Rose Macaulay. Marissa Lingen read this last month, and made me want to read it. LHC #65: "A Fire Upon the Deep" by Vernor Vinge.   The tines (wolfpacks) were fantastic, and so was the galaxy, with the slow zones, etc. I'm not sure I truly understood it, but it was really cool. LHC#66: "Permutation City" by Greg Egan.  The last from the  Jo Walton SF list  that I've been reading for months and months! For some reason I put this on my book list that I make while reading Locus (a very different list than the LHC list let me tell you -- I will never read all those) on about the same day I was setting new books to "active". Anyway, this book really drove home how I don't want to go live in the singularity. It seemed awful.  "The Raven Tower" by Ann Leckie. Got it for Christmas. Really awesome. This is one I will try to force on others. The POV character was great, I loved how it was sort of omniscie