Well. Jed and I finished the
column -- it's the one for July 30th. I'm reasonably happy with it,
though I think we were somewhat treading on thin ice with our theories
about why society privileges marriage. It would be interesting to study
this subject properly -- now there's a fascinating subject for a master's
thesis in sociology...
I was talking to Kevin a bit yesterday about what I'd go back to school
in, if I went back (not that I'm considering going back soon; the horror
is still too recent...). And while a Ph.D. in English (with a
concentration in Writing) seems to make the most sense, five years is an
awful long time. It would be tremendous fun to get another Master's in
Sociology or Psychology. Or even computers. :-) Not sure how
constructive/sensible those would be, but definitely fun. Although the
prospect of piling on still more debt is *not* appealing...
Ah well...pipe dreams for now. I'd be very surprised if I applied anytime
soon, which means that I probably wouldn't go in Fall of '99...which means
I have a good year before I really need to think about it again.
To go back to the mouthorgan column -- well, let me know what you think.
Am I nuts for saying all this stuff? Am I nuts for saying it publically?
I'm a wee bit nervous about it -- I've aleady seen a message on my old
Chicago bi group mailing list referring to it...I don't know how many
people read mouthorgan, but almost certainly more than read this journal.
Anyway. Today's a work day, my chickadees. I may check back in with you
periodically...or I may be virtuous and work straight through. A lot to
accomplish in the next two days -- Saturday I go back down to the South
Bay and won't come back 'til Monday morning...and I leave for WorldCon on
Tuesday night, so ideally, I'd like to finish all the time-dependent stuff
by Saturday morning. That's finishing the novella for Puritan (which I
really rather like this time around), finishing the FrameMaker tutorial,
and doing some research and sending out a bunch of letters for Clean
I had some bad dreams -- vague anxiety dreams -- all night. I think it's
'cause I haven't gotten anything accomplished in too long (though I did
manage to squish "Melusane" into some sort of shape yesterday, finally.
I'll send it off to the readers' list for your comments/enjoyment
shortly), and my subconscious is itching at me as a result. Kevin thinks
I should go get my thyroid levels checked (I've also been more tired than
usual recently). Both of us may, of course, be right.
But my tea is steeping (Fortnum & Mason Royal Blend today), Bill Staines
is singing to me from my stereo, I had a lovely day yesterday with Jed
(saw Armageddon and ordered Ethiopian food for dinner, yum), I'll see
David tonight, and generally, life is good.
Oh he told her he was free;
He was as free as any wind.
"Don't you count on me --
for I may not be back again."
Then she touched him oh so easy,
as if he were but a child,
and she whispered soft as willows do --
looked at him and smiled.
"I have known the wind;
it's been a friend all of my days.
I have seen it dance,
across the prairie when it plays.
I have known the freedom too,
of a wheatfield's rolling seas,
And they have never left me blue,
so play your song for me.
-- Bill Staines, "Prairie Song", _First Million Miles_
10:04 -- Well, still working through e-mail. But getting some small stuff
accomplished. One thing I did do was send a note off to Salon Magazine,
asking them to present a column from those who do not feel totally scarred
by their experiences of multiple relationships. They've recently run a
few columns from some ex-Mormons who left abusive polygamous marriages,
and though their interviewer was fairly neutral, the respondents were
pretty vehement about how impossible they felt it was for a woman to be
happy in a multiple-relationship situation. Clearly, the Mormon method is
not the kind of thing I practice...and I think it's worrisome that the
Salon readership (large!) may get the impression that the Mormon method is
the only way to do multiple relationships. If any of you feel strongly
about this as well, I encourage you to drop a note to
asking them to run a
column presenting some other perspectives.
1:15 - A new poem, my dears, sparked by a request from a friend who has a
It's in my 98 poems, but I encourage y'all to stop by Clematis, read it
there and add a poem of your own. My only quibble with it is that it
doesn't allow for tabs -- and I love tabs in my poems...