Hubble bubble

[desperance]

I committed sociability yesterday, from pub to restaurant, and felt fully functional throughout, which was good. This morning it was desperately hard to get out of bed again, but I made it; and now I am working - committing mayhem among my semi-colons, largely; fond as I am of the little innocents, comparatively few will survive this slaughter - while I make soup and boil the Xmas ham. Well, simmer it v gently. For four hours. My house is redolent with moist and fragrant air. Though it doesn't seem to be getting any warmer, sod it. Brr.

I suppose I ought to stop and eat the soup, but - well, working. Picking words over like lentils, it's addictive. Besides, this is one of my infamous bedroom scenes (all pillow-talk and no action, since you ask about the infamy), and I'm enjoying it. Sweet young things all awkward with each other, you know how that goes. First-night clumsiness and ouchie.

I have said too much; but it's okay, I can change it all now. You'll never know.

Comments

[kazdreamer.livejournal.com]

I am trying to learn to replace them with the em-dash (or whatever the hell it's called).

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Coo, really? See, I use those two - like this, f'rexample - but not as a substitute for semi-colons. More as a kind of bracket, for parenthesis (as I don't like parentheses themselves in fiction).

[kazdreamer.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I do the em-dash instead of parentheses thing - I really don't like them in fiction either. But see? I just used one instead of a semi-colon without even meaning to! *g*

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Yup. I do that too. In exactly that context. My finger might twitch over the semi-colon key when I was reading through, but usually I can suppress it...