Raymond Chandler Meets The Hills
Aug. 3rd, 2010 09:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mallorys_cameraSomehow my camera media card has become corrupted. Doesn’t show up when I plug the card reader into my computer.
I’ve had that media card for as long as I’ve had my camera, which is to say something like four years. And media cards aren’t expensive, and there were only like 15 photos on it and most of those, figure, didn’t come out.
Still. I’ve let myself go absolutely nuts over the media card! I brood about it on car rides. I bargain rustily with God – just lemme get those pix, dear Lord, and I’ll let you use me as a test subject for all sorts of exciting new plagues…
This is incipient OCD, right? I’m insane.
Else? Working like a busy little bee, but never quite making my quota. My neighbor who has the most beautiful garden I have ever seen brought me four cucumbers and 2 ponds of snap beans so I have been eating healthy vegetarian meals. I am anxious to get to the Decennium rewrite and then I have a scene in my head for Never Drive a Car When You’re Dead: the stranger who picks the girl up in the bar and then lures her to some iconic Los Angeles place to hack her to death – not the Hollywood Sign, maybe the oil derringers along La Cienega? Figure Raymond Chandler meets The Hills.
I’m quite content in my solitude for the nonce, although that could change at any time.
I’ve had that media card for as long as I’ve had my camera, which is to say something like four years. And media cards aren’t expensive, and there were only like 15 photos on it and most of those, figure, didn’t come out.
Still. I’ve let myself go absolutely nuts over the media card! I brood about it on car rides. I bargain rustily with God – just lemme get those pix, dear Lord, and I’ll let you use me as a test subject for all sorts of exciting new plagues…
This is incipient OCD, right? I’m insane.
Else? Working like a busy little bee, but never quite making my quota. My neighbor who has the most beautiful garden I have ever seen brought me four cucumbers and 2 ponds of snap beans so I have been eating healthy vegetarian meals. I am anxious to get to the Decennium rewrite and then I have a scene in my head for Never Drive a Car When You’re Dead: the stranger who picks the girl up in the bar and then lures her to some iconic Los Angeles place to hack her to death – not the Hollywood Sign, maybe the oil derringers along La Cienega? Figure Raymond Chandler meets The Hills.
I’m quite content in my solitude for the nonce, although that could change at any time.
