It seems that I can write about double the quantity of salvageable story longhand than on the computer. This is something of a surprise since I am not a fan of writing by hand--my wrist cramps up within the first five lines and gets worse the longer I'm at it.
Ironically, that seems to be what makes it helpful. I'm not tempted to go back and niggle over word choice when I can't actually read what I've just written, which means I spend more time moving the scene forward. I also can't obsessively hit word count every five minutes, and it's a lot easier to fill a page with handwriting than type, which gives me a (false but no less fulfilling for that) sense of accomplishment.
During winter break eight years ago, I sat mes parents down and made them watch Daejanggeum, because I had already made everyone I knew in Japan watch with me and needed someone else to watch it with. They liked it well enough, but that was no surprise as we are family of inveterate History Nerds.
They were going through a rough patch of RL about a year ago so I suggested that they watch Yi San, because there's nothing like 74-odd hours of television to take one's mind off of things. They resisted for several months before mainlining it like the crack it is, and have technically watched more of it than I have (Japan edits about 10 minutes out of each broadcast episode, and I refuse to use crunchyroll).
Three years ago, I dragged my parents kicking and screaming into the den and made them watch the first episode of Daejanggeum. Last year I did the same to my aunt and uncle. Now I get regular calls asking for recommendations.
During the most recent, my father mentioned that he was busy watching "Queen...Something."
"Not 'Queen Seon Duk?'" I asked, all incredulity.
Well, yes, as it turns out, Queen Seon Duk. Granted, mon pere had only made it one episode in, and from what I can tell he is not using the same set of subs, which might be a mitigating factor, but he was rather bemused by how horrid I found it and I was rather bemused by how tolerable he found it.
This led to a discussion of what he should be watching instead. These discussions also occur periodically, and usually involve mon pere opening up My Soju and reeling off the list of top dramas while I giggle at his horrific pronunciation. Toping the list of doozies during this most recent of conversations was "Kai shight uh-cumma," which I eventually determined was "Koshite Akuma," and which I happen to be rather stuck on at present. For although it's supposedly 吸血鬼もの it is, put simply, the story of ( how awkward it is to be a high school boy whose pretty English teacher keeps making you hard.Collapse )
Okay, so several people have been poking me for manga/shosetsu summaries as well. So I will attempt to do them, with three caveats: I don't necessarily read the newest stuff, my tastes don't necessarily coincide with the majority of yaoi fen's, and I'm probably going to have to spoil what little plot there is to explain why I do or do not like a given volume.
So here I find myself with classes over as of last Thursday and about two weeks until BS2 starts reairing Yi San (which has devoured my life for most of the past month, but that's a story for an epic post I don't feel like writing at the moment). What to do with this downtime? Another historical drama, of course.
I chose Queen Seon Duk. I have watched two episodes. I think it is saying something that I, who pride myself on being able to withstand the cheesiest cheese Korea has to offer, may not be able to make it through a third. Because, boy, is this drama ( a piece of work.Collapse )
...I went to South Korea last week. I tend to make multiple visits to foreign countries, returning to my favorite sites each time. But since this was my fourth (fifth?) trip to the ROK, I decided that this time I was going to go somewhere new, dammit. Thus, before departing I made a list of five sights and told myself I was absolutely going to visit at least three of them.
The 府 government decided to close down all the schools in the city for a week...and informed students at 12:30 yesterday morning. This means that although I theoretically have seven days of free time on my hands that could be spent engaged in productive study, all of my materials are in my uni research room and I am forbidden by government fiat from setting foot on campus to go get them.
Thus inflicted with a frustrated urge to be writing something, I give you a (rather longer than it deserves) rundown on the ways Sakura Akari's Tsuki to Matsurika( is made of fail.Collapse ) I've already repurchased Natsu no Akebono no Romanse as a palate-cleanser.