So glad I didn’t try to sign up for NaNoWriMo or any other writing commitment (though I have a bunch of commitments still hovering meaningfully around my head) because the combination of work outside the house and my trip away means that I am behind on everything, simply everything, and every day seems to put me further behind.
The house is a mess, my stress levels are through the roof, and ever since Genrecon my brain has been screaming at me to get a real job, which is frankly unproductive.
On the bright side, we watched Flash Gordon on Blu-Ray with a horde of children on Friday night, and even though their ages range from 3-9, it was the perfect timing for ALL of them. We cynical adults were quite taken aback with the sheer joy and devotion to which our children glommed on to this movie. I mean, what are the odds that the thing we love ironically because of Brian Blessed wearing leather shorts and wings, or Timothy Dalton dressed as Robin Hood, would also appeal to little fairy-and-princess obsessed Jem AND the Captain-America-obsessed Felix?
FLASH! Ah-ahhh. I do love that music, even if Queen slacked off and only wrote about six bars for the whole movie.