I saw that new movie "Knowing" today. Oh my gawd, so very, very awful. I don't even want to talk about it, it's so bad.
I reread Naomi Novik's His Majesty's Dragon yesterday. I have a paperback version, but they were offering it as a free Sony download so I downloaded it last weekend and read it on my reader. It's a good book, although I did catch myself skimming all the battle preparations and also the battles. Also I felt guilty the whole time I was reading it that I wasn't reading a book I'd never read before, which is a stupid thing to waste perfectly good guilt on.
For instance, I should be feeling guilty about NOT WRITING A WORD for days. My productivity has bottomed out. But then, I seem to do this periodically--I'll write like a fiend for several months, then crash to a complete halt and do rereads and revisions while my brain rests.
I got out to Clear Creek this afternoon for a while--and the awesome thing I've noticed is that I'm no longer sore the next day, even after hiking one of the trails that goes more or less straight up the side of the ridge. While I was out today, I tried to think through Little Sparrow a little more. I think it's resisting me because it's just not quite ready to write.