This week, thanks to Top Left Quadrant, I started writing an essay. I'd put outlining the essay as one of my goals, and so felt just enough pressure to actually do it. And then yesterday, I went to the office to work on a different project, but didn't have the information I needed, so decided to just start writing the essay instead. So I did. I didn't write much, and it's not very good, but it's actually there, in pixels and everything.
I also found more little research to do, and was able to do that.
The other project's been frustrating. It's an assessment report, and I need actual assessment numbers and such. But I didn't really have those. Now I have significantly more of them, and that's really going to be useful.
I haven't hiked since my big hike. It's been either really hot (heat index of 112F) or raining. I'm hoping to get out this afternoon, at least to walk around a local park. The rains have been really bad in some areas, including where I took my last hike, and it doesn't seem fun to go and slog through mud with a pack, not when I'm mostly trying to get into basic shape.
I finished reading Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's Americanah. I had high hopes for it, but I was a little disappointed that it ended up being more of a straight "love overcomes" sort of narrative. I did enjoy the blogging stuff, though. But the whole thing seemed more dated than a lot of books, perhaps because blogging seems dated these days? Are there still blogs making loads of money? No doubt, but I don't seem them mentioned as much. Anyone else?
I started Helen Wecker's The Golem and the Jinni, which seems fun so far. I hope it doesn't end up being another "love overcomes" thing with the two of them getting together.
I recently listened to a CD of a book called The Music Shop, by Rachel Joyce. It seemed oddly familiar. And then I read a review of The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry (or maybe I read of review of The Music Shop?), which I'd also listened to, and there it was, the same basic "male curmudgeon who runs a small shop devoted to a specialized artistic thing unexpectedly finds true love." I bet there's a similar novel where the main character runs an art supply shop somewhere and also needs to find true love. (If anyone recognizes where I probably read this review, please do let me know.)