Thursday, April 18, 2013

Of Flu, the Strain of Evil, and Writing Stuff

At least I didn't need a Plague Doctor

I was fortunate enough to be one of the people at the office stricken with a bout of flu two weeks ago. Or so I thought. Won’t go into details, but I am feeling much better now after taking a lovely trip over the weekend to the clinic, getting a few drips and passing out for a few hours. At least now I don’t feel like people who pass me should be carrying posies. Or that I should carry a clapper wherever I go. So whoohoo for modern medicine!

As I spent most of the previous weekend either passed out to sleep off the Strain of Evil or watching NCIS through bleary eyes, I did not get much done in the way of studying. Or tidying away the books I had started to rearrange before the Strain of Evil struck. (No I wasn’t procrastinating; I was simply making certain books more easily accessible. And the shelves needed dusting. So there.) 


But I am glad to say, that most books are now dusted and rearranged in a way which is probably only logical to me, and I am ready and of sound enough mind to actually work on my studies again. Yay! 

Which also brings me to Writing Stuff
 I’ve been toying around with an idea for another “speculative linguistics” article (some others can be found over here) and then a few days ago*, while brushing teeth, the opening paragraph suddenly jumped into my brain unannounced. Yes, I did make a run for my notebook… And there will be graphs, endless footnotes and much laughter.

Along with the article I’m also pottering around with a few flash pieces. One which I am especially enamoured with at the moment was inspired by an artwork for the Firebird legend and by reading a few pages in The Golden Bough. Now, if I can only find that artwork again. I may have to raid my poor sister’s memory.

Forthcoming Attractions:
Twitter wars  debates – Yes, I sometimes tweet about stuff other than books and archaeology. Like sexism. And bra sizes. And, sometimes, I want to write about it as well.

*This may have had something to do with a high fever. Thank you, kind muse...

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