A New Beginning

I have finally given up on Bookwoman she was clearly never meant to be. So I am found anew. This is primarily because I have had much to talk about over the past two weeks and nowhere to post. Perhaps this is as well.

For general news, I have had two rejections in the last couple of weeks, but have started a jornalism venture which is turning out to be much more fun than I originally thought. I have been remiss in writing and calling several people, despite new year's resolutions, and am planning to do something about this. Although I did have a great chat with Six Foot Hobbit this morning, who wisely recommended my switch to a Blog which will talk to me.

I also finished reading the most recent trade of Lucifer. Am I alone in thinking that the author got confused somewhere in his own plot arch?

Game on Saturday wasn't as good as it has been, but I'm hoping it will pick up again soon.

England beat Wales in the Rugby. Slightly depressing. Apparently super bowl happened today. In my defense; I was at chior practise.

I seem to only be able to write vingettes about unhappy women. I don't know why this is, but according to some of the kind people at WUTA I have something of a flair for this. Perhaps it is, then, worth pursuing. And to the end of pursuading myself that I'm not wasting time I got out the film 'things you can tell just by looking at her', to investigate how others achive my own ends.

I know that Anarkey has a task for me. I will complete it in the morning. It is for you that I finally got to this. A batton has been passed and I will not be the one to drop it.

I like this blog more than the old one already.