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The State of the Nea
May. 16th, 2005 08:52 amThe state of the Nea is mainly exhausted; I lost track of time last night (for which I blame Phil Foglio's Girl Genius) and am thus currently running on about 2 hours less sleep than I needed. My chances of making it entirely through the workday are slim.
Spent the weekend mostly at S's place looking after the dogs and reading. Rather than quite taking![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shayheyred's advice of throwing out books unlooked-at, I'm skimming the first few pages (and in the case of mysteries, the last 15 pages as well) and *then* tossing them. It makes me feel like I'm giving them a chance, however slender. Sometimes they do grab me, so it's not an impossible task.
As a result, TBRs are down to about 130 - and when they hit 70, I'm "done." The goal was never to have no TBRs left, it was to have them down to a reasonable number, and I'm darn close. Go, me!
On the other hand, go moles - go far, FAR away from my imported roses, damn you! Every day I come home to find another bush - usually a large established one on the verge of blooming - wilting and loose in the ground. One got its roots eaten so quickly that I found it lush and green and lying on its side. I popped that one into a vat of water spiked with root hormone, and it hasn't started wilting yet. I'm hoping I can keep it alive, but several others aren't so lucky.
I'm going to try the mole spray that a neighbor recommended, and then I'm going to price fancy large containers and see about transplanting the poor things.
And finally, I haven't yet gotten books to review or anything published, but two more websites have accepted me as a reviewer... one of which pays, huzzah!
Spent the weekend mostly at S's place looking after the dogs and reading. Rather than quite taking
shayheyred's advice of throwing out books unlooked-at, I'm skimming the first few pages (and in the case of mysteries, the last 15 pages as well) and *then* tossing them. It makes me feel like I'm giving them a chance, however slender. Sometimes they do grab me, so it's not an impossible task.As a result, TBRs are down to about 130 - and when they hit 70, I'm "done." The goal was never to have no TBRs left, it was to have them down to a reasonable number, and I'm darn close. Go, me!
On the other hand, go moles - go far, FAR away from my imported roses, damn you! Every day I come home to find another bush - usually a large established one on the verge of blooming - wilting and loose in the ground. One got its roots eaten so quickly that I found it lush and green and lying on its side. I popped that one into a vat of water spiked with root hormone, and it hasn't started wilting yet. I'm hoping I can keep it alive, but several others aren't so lucky.
I'm going to try the mole spray that a neighbor recommended, and then I'm going to price fancy large containers and see about transplanting the poor things.
And finally, I haven't yet gotten books to review or anything published, but two more websites have accepted me as a reviewer... one of which pays, huzzah!
