Life in Liselandia is good. I am operating at peak efficiency. Beep-boop.
I had intakes with two therapists this week. Or rather: one and a half, because the first one literally broke her ankle walking around her office after her previous appointment. So uh, I filled out some paperwork, but then we had to reschedule so that she could go to the emergency room.
I see my bone-breaking talents have expanded to include service providers.
Speaking of service providers, I was very happy with the work done by the handyman I hired for my kitchen. This guy seriously left my kitchen cleaner than it was when he started. We’re considering him for the bathroom remodel we’re planning.
Crooked Kingdom continues to be so, so good. Heck, I broke my FB silence in the dim hope of having someone to squee at about it. Although when I post things like that I always feel like I’m the only person in the world who cares that much about books…
More from the guy who almost always inspires my social media fasts, Cal Newport: Beyond #DeleteFacebook: More Thoughts on Embracing the Social Internet Over Social Media. Here he discusses “two additional approaches that individuals can put in place right now to begin their transition from social media to the social internet.”
(Might want to read his article about the social internet, too, to learn what he means by that).
I’ve been trying to cultivate approach #2 lately, right here on this blog, but I find it difficult. It’s one thing to say “build your own platform” when you’re Cal Newport, best-selling author, but when you’re Lise Fracalossi, web developer and aspiring fantasist — who just wants to discuss a durn book with someone — then it’s a lot harder. I feel like the only way I get any investment in what I write is if it’s on Facebook. That might be shallow investment, as Newport argues, but at least it’s something.
But you know, I’ve had the same problem since forever. And I think it’s just that even if people are engaged with your content, they are unlikely to comment. Not that I am insufferably boring. Right?
In funnier news, this piece from Nat Silverman on McSweeney’s had me chortling: Ready Player Two: Girl Stuff. It is all good, but I just about lost it at this:
Back then, she had called it the Sparkleship, but I wanted a more intellectual, literary name. So I re-named it Astolat, after my favorite fan-fiction author.
(All this makes me think I should harness my 80s and 90s geek girl nostalgia to write an answer to the rampant misogyny of Ready Player One).
– Worked for 1h 30m/wrote 1053 words on new Lioness beginning
– Submitted “Mirrors” to Factor Four
– Submitted “Granny Hubbard” to Galaxy’s Edge
– Sent revision of “Pinions” to a reader
– Wrote blog post: The Poet and Her Book: On Reading the Biography of Edna St. Vincent Millay
– Re-read A Wizard of Earthsea, by Ursula K. Le Guin
– Listened to Happier with Gretchen Rubin #158-#161
– Listened to Stuff to Blow Your Mind, “Bird Intelligence” and “Life Beyond the Shield”
– Had appointments with two potential new therapists
– Did Zombies Run S2E8, 2.38mi in 39:47
– Did Zombies Run S2E9, 1.76mi in 28:59
– Did 30min walk
– Took an (~)hour long slow ramble in the woods
– Did Zombies Run S2E10, 1.96mi in 32:17
– Had a new over-the-range microwave and kitchen faucet installed
– Cleaned out and organized pantry
– Cleaned the oven (or: took off the first layer of crud, at least)
– Did two loads of laundry
Picture of the Week
A twofer this week — my new microwave and faucet.