Can you beleive it--I'm all read out...

I've been resisting gong into full-out read mode since the beginning of the year. I knew if I did, I wouldn't get much done. I lasted until mid-June when a a couple of different things coalesced and *bam* I was down the rabbit hole.

I can't tell you how many words or fics I've consumed in the last month and a half, but it's been A LOT. I've been a reader all my life--my first book memories are of Winnie the Pooh, Suzy the Squirrel, and Dr. Seuss. I discovered romance in the early years of high school, and I've never looked back. I do read other things like a bit of meta (data about a specific thing; in particular the BBC's Sherlock) or books about history, the royal family, stories of soldiers and sailors facing adversity and coming out the other side. Harry Potter is also a favorite.

Anyway, I've haven't done much other than read, read, read (and watch tv) for the last forty-five days--Sherlock fic, OMG Check Please fic, and most recently Hockey RPF (real people fic). Yes, that's a thing, and it's not for everyone.

But now, the shine has dulled a little and I'm getting antsy to be doing something else. Write, namely, but the muse is still unpacking from her holiday and I'm not quite there yet. I've gotten back to my cross stitching a little and watching sports again,though.

For months, I'd been wanting to watch baseball, but me and the schedule just couldn't align. Until the other day when I had to go in search of yet another app to feed the beast. But now--NOW--I can watch baseball. And I have. I feel much better now, thanks. :)

I better be careful--the next thing I might want to do is...yard work. Yikes.