I had four days off from work and did almost nothing. In the back of my head, I thought: hey, I could use this time for writing!
And then I didn't.
Instead, I played Dragon Age: Inquisition so much. (My roommate![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dungeonmarm has started replaying the game and of course that made me want to play again, too.
On the book front, I decided to start with the books I have in a bag next to the couch, specifically because I put them there to read, and I started with Neil Gaiman's The Ocean at the End of the Lane. I'm a little underwhelmed, tbh. I used to love Gaiman's writing passionately, and I don't know if I've just grown out of his style or if it's the first person POV that's doing me in. I guess I'll give it another try tomorrow.
And then I didn't.
Instead, I played Dragon Age: Inquisition so much. (My roommate
dungeonmarm has started replaying the game and of course that made me want to play again, too.On the book front, I decided to start with the books I have in a bag next to the couch, specifically because I put them there to read, and I started with Neil Gaiman's The Ocean at the End of the Lane. I'm a little underwhelmed, tbh. I used to love Gaiman's writing passionately, and I don't know if I've just grown out of his style or if it's the first person POV that's doing me in. I guess I'll give it another try tomorrow.