There are days like this… Days when so much of my mind is taken over with life
in imaginary worlds that the “real” world is the one that seems less than real.
Right now, the fictional planet Sphinx in the Manticore System seems a lot more real than the state of New Mexico where I actually live. Of course, this may have a lot to do with the fact that New Mexico is also experiencing a very warm spring and everything that can pollinate is doing so. My allergies are in overdrive, making my thought processes more than a little surreal.
For this reason, I’m at a bit of a loss as to what I might wander on about for your hoped-for amusement. My next book – Fire Season with David Weber – won’t be out until October. I’m working on the sequel. This happens to be set in autumn, adding to my rather split sense of reality. Occasionally, I look up from my computer and am surprised to see fresh green leaves on the trees rather than the tired and yellowing autumn foliage my mind expects.
I’ve been reading a lot. I’m about to start the third book in a popular series that I’m finally reading because I’ve gotten tired of being apparently the only person on the planet who has not read it. So far I am underwhelmed, although not so disgusted that I’m prepared to quit.
When I get tired of that series, I recharge my interest in prose by reading the short, punchy “gothic” middle grade novels by John Bellairs. The last two I read were The Curse of the Blue Figurine and The Mummy, the Will, and the Crypt. Quite fun and spooky. I also read a short, semi-non-fiction book on Pueblo storyteller figures. How can a book be “semi-non-fiction”? Mix pueblo folktales with the history of the pottery form that was inspired by the tradition of oral storytelling, that’s how.
Oh. I also re-read two Larry Niven novels, favorites from many years ago: Protector and The World of Ptavvs. Both lived up to my remembered pleasure. My recorded books have been Agatha Christie novels. As I’ve mentioned elsewhere, I’ve loved her books since I discovered them on the shelves of the people I used to babysit for… Back then, I was young enough that when someone referred to “the War,” I thought they meant World War II. Now I realize Dame Agatha usually meant the First World War.
The garden beds are in process. However, since last year on May first we had snow, Jim and I are patiently waiting to put in plants. We have seedling tomatoes and peppers on the sun porch. There are also two nice lavender plants (Sweet Dani variety) that I started from seed last autumn. They’re doing well, but I’m waiting for the winds to die down – New Mexico springs are windy rather than wet – before I put them in the ground.
Other amusements include a role-playing game I’m running. I tend to make everything up from scratch, so I suppose you could say that this is another story I’m working on. It’s unfolding nicely from my end and, since the players keep coming back, I can hope it’s unfolding well for them, too.
So, what have you folks been up to? Read any good books lately? Planted your garden? Hmm… Now that I think about it, some of those who regularly comment are probably bringing in the final harvest and getting ready for winter. The mind boggles at this conversation that rings the world.