It sure is hard to write when you're also headbanging, but I cannot write without music and this song is mesmerizing.
Introduction aside, I have found a new author to worship - China Mieville. I'm currently reading his "Perdido street station" and whenever I try to think of a review I can only utter inarticulate praises. Though I wasn't as impressed by his other novel - The city & the city - this one is quite fascinating and I believe one cannot only like Bas Lag just a little, one can only become obsessed by this world and the characters of this book. China Mieville is also very imaginative and has an envy-worthy ability to bring before your eyes, or rather behind them, in your mind this decaying yet compelling world. His descriptions are so visceral that sometimes you just need a little break from the text.
Last week has been quite emotionally taxing, with the aforementioned book as well as Jose Saramago's novel "Blindness", which has left me with such a strong eerie feeling from the first 20 or so pages that I decided not to read it before bed time anymore. I would've loved to watch the movie, since it's with Julianne Moore, but I can't relive that story again.
I've got yet another new story idea, 3 poems in the making and a new order of books on the way (ups).