Let's Try This Again
Jan. 11th, 2022 09:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jamesoveiI have been meaning to attempt to post something on the regular, to write anything, even if it's the equivalent of ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JOHNNY A DULL BOY. For the moment, I'll treat this as a daybook, and also keep a list of what I've read this year. Let's start with that"
Books read:
1) Beneath the Sugar Sky by Seanan McGuire
Currently reading:
1) Dead Lies Dreaming by Charles Stross
2) A Betrayal in Winter by Daniel Abraham
Short fiction read:
1) "To Make Unending" by Max Gladstone via Sunday Morning Transport
During work hours, between callers, I read things off Marvel Unlimited and DC Infinite Universe. If I have to break away to teach Turning On Computers 101 or give the Email and You speech, it's easier on me to break away from a panel than a paragraph. I don't need to tend towards annoyance and then have to calm someone down who is upset they never learned basic computer skills in their too many years and too much money spent on US higher education.
I completed "The Mud Pack" by Alan Grant and Norm Breyfogle that ran in Detective Comics #604 to 607. Batman has had four enemies named Clayface and all appear in this story though Clayface 2, aka Matt Hagen, isn't really an opponent of the Dark Knight in this one. The original Clayface, Basil Karlo who is best Boris Karloff facially disfigured and turned to violent crime in response, unites Clayface 3, aka Preston Payne who has Basil's face and a poison touch, and Clayface 4, Sondra Fuller who worked with the organization Kobra, to go up against and defeat Batman.
Upon checking the names, I see there have been more Clayfaces since. It seems there are four more.
I'm losing myself in fictional worlds via comics, books, streaming of late. I had started to become a hermit when I started to feel estranged from my friends for reasons. Just when I decided it was time to cease hiding out when not at work, Covid hit, and since I live alone, this is my escape. My current job is work from home, and though it is tier one customer service and light tech support for a medical nonprofit, it also is the closest I've had to having a job that provides a living wage. I can handle it, for now. If Covid doesn't loosen its grip or my dysphoria doesn't relax, I won't make any promises on my grip of reality.
Books read:
1) Beneath the Sugar Sky by Seanan McGuire
Currently reading:
1) Dead Lies Dreaming by Charles Stross
2) A Betrayal in Winter by Daniel Abraham
Short fiction read:
1) "To Make Unending" by Max Gladstone via Sunday Morning Transport
During work hours, between callers, I read things off Marvel Unlimited and DC Infinite Universe. If I have to break away to teach Turning On Computers 101 or give the Email and You speech, it's easier on me to break away from a panel than a paragraph. I don't need to tend towards annoyance and then have to calm someone down who is upset they never learned basic computer skills in their too many years and too much money spent on US higher education.
I completed "The Mud Pack" by Alan Grant and Norm Breyfogle that ran in Detective Comics #604 to 607. Batman has had four enemies named Clayface and all appear in this story though Clayface 2, aka Matt Hagen, isn't really an opponent of the Dark Knight in this one. The original Clayface, Basil Karlo who is best Boris Karloff facially disfigured and turned to violent crime in response, unites Clayface 3, aka Preston Payne who has Basil's face and a poison touch, and Clayface 4, Sondra Fuller who worked with the organization Kobra, to go up against and defeat Batman.
Upon checking the names, I see there have been more Clayfaces since. It seems there are four more.
I'm losing myself in fictional worlds via comics, books, streaming of late. I had started to become a hermit when I started to feel estranged from my friends for reasons. Just when I decided it was time to cease hiding out when not at work, Covid hit, and since I live alone, this is my escape. My current job is work from home, and though it is tier one customer service and light tech support for a medical nonprofit, it also is the closest I've had to having a job that provides a living wage. I can handle it, for now. If Covid doesn't loosen its grip or my dysphoria doesn't relax, I won't make any promises on my grip of reality.
