Now that I've pretty much finished The Loneliness of the Once-Distant Agent, which is the title of my Spooks fic, I haven't been doing very much writing, either, except for small corrections and adjustments here and there. (By the way, I will post it here when I've finished posting it on C19; the ladies there give me good tips and hints, almost like real beta readers.) I know I wrote that I wanted to write a story in the category of speculative fiction, but I still haven't come up with a plot. Why is it that I can feel so creative in an area such as fanfiction, but not creative at all in another, such as non-fan-fiction? Maybe I should borrow a plot from somebody and write it up just as an exercise, not to published, just to get myself going. That almost sounds good ... which plot should I take? I was recently listening to an audio production of Stanislaw Lem's Solaris, maybe I should try my hand at something like that.
Did I ever mention that I listen to a lot of audio drama nowadays? (Well, I say a lot, but it's actually not more than one or two hours a week.) I record stuff mostly from BBC Radio 7 using a nifty tool called Radio Downloader, and then I listen to it when I'm making lunch or ironing, or doing other quiet household tasks. I especially love the Doctor Who dramas with Paul McGann, but there are lots of other dramas and readings that I enjoy, too, such as Solaris, or The Mountains of Madness, by H.P. Lovecraft, or ... I couldn't name them all. But I've been doing it for about, hmm, four years now? Or maybe five, I can't remember. Anyway, I've been introduced to lots of cool stories this way, and have even gained new appreciation for classics that I never thought I'd like.
Right now, I'm listening to The Convenient Marriage, written by Georgette Heyer and read by Richard Armitage. I didn't get this from BBC Radio 7, I had to buy it from Naxos Audiobooks, but it's worth every eurocent and more. I don't usually like romance, but when Richard is reading, suddenly, I love it. I almost wish I could write Regency Romance so that I could dream of Richard reading my book aloud ... maybe when he's finished with The Hobbit, he'll move into reading fantasy and science fiction books, and then I can dream some more. *happy sigh*
If I could listen to Richard while I walked, I'm sure I'd suddenly turn into a long-distance pedestrian, but I tried it once and the noise of the traffic drowned out most of the words. So I don't bother taking my iPod with me anymore. But even without that deep velvety voice, I managed to get in four walks this week. Anyway, I can use the time to think about writing instead.
And I also bought myself a new 25 kilo sack of wheat and put it in the hall where I can easily access it, so there will be whole wheat bread from now on, no matter how the boys whine and complain. Yeah! Long live healthy foods -- and the people who eat them! Hurrah!