My son woke up saying he wanted to create an "owl simulator game" and because of a wonderful online resource for kids that teaches basic programming skills (or programming-type skills?), he was able to do so in about five minutes, before going to school...he's not a genius; it's just a very good tool that even a six-year-old can master in a short amount of time.
The not-so-wonderful part of the day was the fact that I spent almost all of my free time cleaning and shopping...did not write at all, except for this...and since I've signed up for about five different volunteering activities at school, my free time will diminish even more in the coming weeks...but to hell with it; this subject is dull and I won't continue it.
Am currently reading Nadja (because one of the characters in one of my stories is interested in surrealism--and because I needed something good to read), also the Bible (because I'd never read it straight through).
I have less patience for Breton's fascination with coincidences than I did when I read Nadja at twenty or thirty...but I love his sentences, twisting this way and that like an old alleyway in Paris (the kind that is hard to find in that city now thanks in part to Haussmann in the 19th century, but they definitely still exist in Montpellier and other cities in France). I love the spirit of adventure and the sense of play, and almost everything about the book apart from the "like wow, this happened and then this happened" moments.
As for the Bible, I never knew just how violent it really is. More on that some other time.
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