I got a very sweet email from Patrick yesterday, complimenting me on my recent entries. I answered:

"Thank you! I have realized that I really like reading people's entries when they stick to one subject, so I'm trying to do that, trying to write longer essays on one thing rather than thoughts flitting about. The problem is, of course, that this means that there are all kinds of things that I don't have time to write about!"

Of course, after all that, I'll be flitting today, but I always reserve the right to do so!

I have recently reappeared in my Randy Newman Discussion List. Not that I ever unsubbed, I just haven't read a word in five months or so.

I believe that I was the first subscriber, because I was friends with the guy who started it, and am very possessive about the place, but I turn around and neither read nor post for half a year, and I come back and everything's different!

There are a jillion people who are obviously well-established posters with solid list personalities, there are running jokes that I don't get, everything is different!

But you know what? It's great! Somehow, and this must have happened when I wasn't looking, the people posting both old and new are all massively clever, and it's like the list personality is now to be as eloquently funny as possible in every post. I was inspired to post about seven times yesterday.

As opposed to Diary L, where it seems sometimes that the personality is to be as hard as possible, a list where the idea is to be as clever as possible is quite a treat!

Check out that year ago link below. Actually, let me quote me:

28 April 1999

"Did I used to be a better writer? I read my year ago links and it's all so good, but I've been feeling really dull lately. I must be going through a bad writing stage.

I hope I come out the other side soon."

And then:

5 April 2000

"Am I the only person who always think that their old entries are much better than anything they are currently writing?

I mean, in terms of the poetry that I used to write, I used to love it after I wrote it and be vomiting at the sight of it six months later (in fact, if I could read it without screaming a year after writing, that was how I could tell that it was no worse than mediocre), but with this stuff, I read my year ago entry or whatever and I think "What a gem! How funny I used to be! Too bad it's all gone and I'm just a hack coasting on my fame!"

And then, some months later I'll read those entries and think the exact same thing. The question is, when am I right?"

So, I guess it's an April thing, huh?

Clearly, I'm not good at this whole "Journal of the Week" thing, because basically it's been "Journal of the Every Other Day", what with me forgetting to link to the journal again yesterday!

Ahem. The Journal of the Week is still Elphaba, Diary of, even if she does think I'm too cool to love. Apparently, I'm REM.

(Sorry for the inside joke, people.)

Today's horoscope:
Time for communication! Bring up those issues you've been avoiding and encourage your partner to face facts also. Talk it over.

One year ago today:
Did I used to be a better writer?

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