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1) Once again, the squishy middle of a story is defeating me. And it's a short story I started working on because the squishy middle of a novel was defeating me. Damn you, squishy middles!
Though the novel I really need to edit again before it's time to wave it at the new writing group has, instead, a squishy ending problem. Maybe I'm just better at beginnings than--wait, no, that other novel I need to finish and edit has a squishy beginning. Maybe my stories just squish a lot.
2) Greek is going better now that we've finally hit the narrative portion of the speech. Now that the speaker's stopped talking about how totally it proves that his opponents are Soft On Crime and Obviously Guilty because they didn't want their slaves tortured for interrogation, he's finally discussing the point at which his father keeled over.
We've got a future perfect, a pluperfect participle, and an archaic, rare version of the reflexive pronoun. Exciting! Also, we've moved on from Seventeen Variations On The Verb "to die" to the thrilling new paragraph of Seventeen Variations On The Verb "to sacrifice by burning." Very pious, that dead guy.
3) There was a Latin quiz on Friday. We showed up to class to find a TA ready to hand out the quiz, and the explanation that we could leave as soon as we were done. (Which would be more fun if I didn't have another class after it already.) I found that...kinda creepy, honestly. I've never been in a class where the professor didn't show before.
I also sort of wish he'd told us it would just be the quiz, because I could've spent some of that translation time studying for said quiz instead. I don't think I did terribly well; at a certain point I was just calling everything Dative Of Reference and Subjunctive Of Relative Clause Inside Indirect Statement. Thank god for extra credit.
4) The car is dying. We need a new car. Due to antiquated Texas blue laws, all the car lots are closed on Sundays. Guess we're getting up really early tomorrow morning to stare balefully at used cars which are somewhat less used than our current very, very used car.
Though the novel I really need to edit again before it's time to wave it at the new writing group has, instead, a squishy ending problem. Maybe I'm just better at beginnings than--wait, no, that other novel I need to finish and edit has a squishy beginning. Maybe my stories just squish a lot.
2) Greek is going better now that we've finally hit the narrative portion of the speech. Now that the speaker's stopped talking about how totally it proves that his opponents are Soft On Crime and Obviously Guilty because they didn't want their slaves tortured for interrogation, he's finally discussing the point at which his father keeled over.
We've got a future perfect, a pluperfect participle, and an archaic, rare version of the reflexive pronoun. Exciting! Also, we've moved on from Seventeen Variations On The Verb "to die" to the thrilling new paragraph of Seventeen Variations On The Verb "to sacrifice by burning." Very pious, that dead guy.
3) There was a Latin quiz on Friday. We showed up to class to find a TA ready to hand out the quiz, and the explanation that we could leave as soon as we were done. (Which would be more fun if I didn't have another class after it already.) I found that...kinda creepy, honestly. I've never been in a class where the professor didn't show before.
I also sort of wish he'd told us it would just be the quiz, because I could've spent some of that translation time studying for said quiz instead. I don't think I did terribly well; at a certain point I was just calling everything Dative Of Reference and Subjunctive Of Relative Clause Inside Indirect Statement. Thank god for extra credit.
4) The car is dying. We need a new car. Due to antiquated Texas blue laws, all the car lots are closed on Sundays. Guess we're getting up really early tomorrow morning to stare balefully at used cars which are somewhat less used than our current very, very used car.