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Geez. Heat indexes soaring to 119 (I kept typing 199, and it feels like it), the DOW plummeting after Congress’ brilliant efforts at sinking our credit rating and handling the debt (and I’m shaking my fist at both sides of the aisles, here), and nothing fabulous at the movies right now to escape to… well, geez.
I was reading Jenny over on Argh yesterday, and she’s talking about coping with life stressors, which seemed pretty apt right now. When life is coming at you from all directions, with spit in its eye, a knife in its hands, how do you cope? Me? I tend to either binge read or binge-TV. (One or two summers, I managed to binge-movie, because there were quite a few good ones coming out then. Oh, how I miss those days.) I tend to get into a mood for a particular type of story, even when I’ll have a couple of dozen books on my TBR pile, and I’ve got to read that particular type of story until I’m burned out on it. Maybe there’s something about that type of story that’s just calling to me (and I almost always end up having an epiphany about what I’m writing when this urge takes hold and I read like that, so clearly my subconscious is sifting and analyzing in a way I’m not conscious of doing). Lately, it’s been the police procedural. Up next on the batter’s deck are quite a few books that I would classify as dark suspense, not exactly mystery or thriller, but with elements of both. I kinda have a hankering to get back into SF/F and I’ve got several wonderful novels right now on my iPad that I started and stopped only because life got in the way and then my mood changed so radically.
I think summer always puts me in the mood to read, anyway. (Well, with temps like we have here, only the insane or the unlucky ones who have to work in this heat are out in it.) I remember so many years of champing at the bit for school to end so my mom would take me to the library. For weeks, I’d pile up ten books (the maximum they’d let me check out at a time) and read non-stop through the week. (When I wasn’t fighting with my little brother, who was bored out of his mind and could not fathom why I was buried in a book instead of, you know, entertaining him.) I’d read curled up in the bed (when I was hiding from the little brat) or in the living room (when he was out terrorizing someone else) (and strangely? we’re close now…. life is weird and unexpected…). It never took as long as my mom anticipated for me to plow through those ten books and be ready to go back to the library. And, sometimes, when we couldn’t get there fast enough, I’d re-read them, or I’d cadge hers and sneak off to re-read. (My mom liked mysteries; it was awesome to read about murders when I was ten.) (Hi, mom!)
So how about you? Do you have a way that you cope with the outside world when it’s just tilting on its axis? Do you read? knit? sew? quilt? paint?
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