August 29th, 2011

a-links

[links] Link salad wallows into Monday

My open questions thread is still open: [ jlake.com | LiveJournal ]

Mainspring has a gorgeous German cover as Die Räder der Welt: Roman — (Via my translator Marcel R. Bülles.)

Saint Gaudens’ Three Guiding PrinciplesArt writing guru James Gurney quoting some good advice for creative Producers.

What Killed American Lit.Today’s collegians don’t want to study it—who can blame them?

New Economics Rewrite Book Business

Examining the Mystery of Skeleton, Sugar and Sex — Oh, the opportunities for cheap laughs on this one.

No Surprise for Bisexual Men: Report Indicates They Exist

A few Catholics still insist Galileo was wrongThey say Earth is the center of the universe, embracing church teachings of four centuries ago. That idiocy is no more silly than evolution denail, and just as worthy of intellectual respect.

Can the Government Suppress Lies?

?otD: FOLFIRI, anyone?


8/29/2011
Writing time yesterday: 0.0 hours (chemotherapy)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 9.5 hours (overnight plus naps, yikes!)
Weight: 223.8
Currently reading: The Magician King by Lev Grossman

Originally published at jlake.com. You can comment here or there.

cancer_tumor

[cancer] To sleep, perchance to wake the frak up

Between 10:30 Friday and 5:00 am today, I slept 45 hours. That’s out of 65-1/2 hours. FOLFIRI really, really fries me. On top of this, I spent yesterday afternoon and evening being horribly depressed about everything — cancer, relationships, general health. After the post-surgical break and my flurry of social and professional activity at Renovation, I now feel like Atlas once more shrugging the world onto his shoulders.

I do recognize the difference between situational depression and chronic depression, having experienced both in my past medical history. And Ghu knows I have enough to be depressed about. But I swear there’s a connection between how much I oversleep and my mental state. On the other side of the balance sheet, I weathered the weekend as well as I could hope. Sleep != nausea. We like this equation. Also on the plus side, I’m actually fairly rested and ready to go back to work here in a few minutes.

Hates it all, I does. Hates the nasty chemotherapies.

P.S. Not sure if there will be writing today. Need to see how well brain defrosts from chemo, and how much energy the body can really bring to bear.

Originally published at jlake.com. You can comment here or there.