Unfortunately, I’m coming to the conclusion that maybe I’ve been so grim and stark for most of it is actually due to what may very well just be a mild sinus infection. So I’m going to go to bed now. It’ll be a thing, really.
Moe Lane
PS: I figure that I’m still going to try to stay off of Twitter for the weekend, though. Because there really does seem to be a legitimately addictive nature to it, in terms of biochemical rewards and whatnot.
A solid plan. Drink plenty of fluids. 80 proof or more.
I suggest Apricot Brandy.
Bleagh. Scotch, please. Or Irish.
“Get some rest. If you haven’t got your health, then you haven’t got anything.”
Keep a humidifier running, especially at night. It really does help prevent and treat those nasty conditions. You hadn’t seem quite like yourself, and a sinus infection – a prolonged prodromal phase – not feeling quite normal – can absolutely do it.
Hot tea, make it a “hot toddy” is most helpful. Hope you feel better soon.
Oh, don’t get me wrong: having to seriously contemplate the looming professional and personal financial disaster that would accompany a Trump nomination has taken its toll. But I suspect that the psychic backlash from that was exacerbated by Twitter’s tendency to reward obsession and nasal pressure’s tendency to make people’s lives miserable. 🙂
Look on it as an opportunity.
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I’m being serious here, Moe. You’re a talented writer, I could pick half a dozen of your Paetron pieces that would easily expand to novella-length works if not full-on novels, and you’ve got a more solid understanding of politics that’ll inform any world-build – you’re not likely to, two books into a series, have to retcon your protagonists’ home country to justify significant changes…
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Point is .. there’s better (in terms of your mental well-being, your wallet, and my reading enjoyment) things for you to be doing than blogging about politics.
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This is, of course, a significant departure, so naturally it’s not going to be simple. Think it over, discuss with Mrs. Lane, and .. whatever you do, create a nom de plume or three.
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Mew
Indeed. The sinuses can truly mess with one’s mind. Peace to you and your cranium.