A Little Irish

The reading goes well while the year is yet young. In fairness, the first thing I shot through was a volume of Berserk that had been staring at me for the better part of a month. Not exactly what one might call heavy reading. It got me to thinking, however, that manga has a place on this site, as well. I set about tossing the handful I've read over the years (a small handful, at that) up onto the reading list.

With that out of the way, I turned my gaze toward something a bit more dense. 'Irish Myths and Legends' by Lady Augusta Gregory. A volume I procured while in Ireland a little over a year ago. As a lover of mythology from around the world, it seemed a crime not grab something while I was there. What better place to acquire the myths of Ireland than from Ireland itself? There was a second book I bought at the same time, but one at a time seems like the proper order of business.

My head is a little stuff while I write this. Less conversational than normal. A side effect of writing this immediately after reading of the myths and legends. Though there are worse problems to have, I suppose. I very well could write the next of these entries in emoticons and wingdings. Would be quite the sight, would it not?

But really, that's enough of that. The writing continues to go well. I've settled on the exact nature of the trauma that will shape the entirety of one of the protagonists' lives. I feel like an utter bastard while I write it, but damn if it's not satisfying when those details fall into place. Especially when my notes going into the chapter were basically 'trauma goes here.'

Toodles.