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but all her looks were too sad [Jul. 28th, 2011|02:19 am]
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Today's conversations:

(via text)
B: Why don't you go get a bottle of Jameson?
Me: Nah, let's wait til next month. Already tanked two bottles this month between us.
B: I know, but I know you're freaking out today. Thought it would help you.
Me: I know that's why you offered. You're the best!
B: It's true.

(on the phone)
Me: I will send you chapbooks!
Tara: Are they signed?
Me: Yeah!
Tara: ... personalized?
Me: Uh, no. I mean, I didn't know who'd end up with them, so, uh... I just... um...
Tara: (A very stern, disapproving--) Hmmm.
Me: Are you about to demand that I write something in yours?
Tara: Yes.
Me: Okay. I will.
Tara: You better, dammit!


Hey, you can pre-order my book now, if you feel so inclined. Here's the link. Won't cost anything until they're actually ready to ship next month, so yay. And stuff. I'll give you a free chapbook if you do. Here's the link to tell you how to get it.

Oddly enough I've only got like 11 chapbooks left. I did give away a few there at the start as thank yous but... weird. Well, I reckon most people who were excited to pre-order got it done right away and stuff. Plus I reserved a few for people who wouldn't be around for the pre-order day like Cory and Cate and all that.

But still. Wonder if I really will need to break into the con reserve? Not that I'd complain if I did!

One step closer to real, innit?
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I don't belong here in your garden, I should be up there on your throne [Nov. 15th, 2010|02:54 pm]
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Oh my god, I love shopping.

I haven't shopped in ages, actually. I mean, I haven't had time, but I also don't really need anything myself and, er, money. I do try not to, you know, blow it. But over the last week I've slowly built up Xmas gifts and I AM HAVING SO MUCH FUN.

1. I have Christmas cards! And I might even use them, this time! (Okay, they're actually Happy New Year cards, seeing as I'm a raging atheist and my husband is Hindu. Whatever.)

2. BOOKS. People are getting books. In some cases signed books, which I've been arranging meticulously with the kind authors. Prepare for a FLURRY OF BOOKS, my friends.

3. I bought both Tara and Balaji the full series of "Sherlock". They were totally on sale--what a score! Mwahahaha!

4. I got Balaji a Novel-T Huckleberry Finn shirt. OMG. DUDES, these shirts are AWESOME. It's like sport jerseys for people who prefer to cheer for BOOKS. (Got myself the Gatsby one too. Not gonna lie. A JAY GATSBY JERSEY and it has the CAR on the front! Also, good number: 3!) ETA: they came today. Holy fuck, they are SOFT. And AWESOME.

5. My new Docs came while Hayley was here on Saturday! WEEEE! [ETA: I did actually need new shoes. The last pair I bought myself was 5 years ago for a wedding. Before that, when I went to grad school. Yeah. No wonder I have black trouble.]

6. And the funnest part, kid shopping. You should SEE this fucking pop-up book I got for Ruari and Raelin at the National Gallery. OH MY GOD DAVINCI. I want to send Kate (Nate and Reen's new baby) some kind of book, even though she's mini. Who else has kids I can randomly spoil for five seconds?

I have no fucking idea what to get my dad. Mom told me what she wants, some DVD series, and for Nick it definitely has to be a gamestop gift card, because he is poor as fuck and spends all his money on games. I keep giving Dad alcohol though. This will not do.

Okay, I go crazy once a year. I'm allowed, goddammit.
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I only ever lie to make you smile [Sep. 9th, 2010|01:37 pm]
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Zero progress since that last post, but I somehow came up with 219051 errands that needed run yesterday (AGAIN), before Balaji zooms off leaving me and Tara without a car for the weekend. Now I'm preparing to head down to Union Station and grab her off the train. I cannot possibly mind this state of affairs.

BUT the cool thing is that when I get back to edits, I don't think I have to actually rearrange anything else. It's cuts from here on out, and I have some major ones coming up. So yay!

Charlatans time! I've never been to this club, and it's not in the greatest neighborhood, but hey. That's what cabs are for.

I convinced him we should buy the el cheapo opera tickets, since some Verdi would be good for me (and G, let's be honest, he can't help loving Verdi)--and that's the only one I really want to see this season. Alas, not all the tickets in the discounted sections were actually available for the, you know, DISCOUNT. They were open when I checked--when I logged in and put in the Generation O (club for opera fans under 35--I know, right?) code, no dice. Fuckers!

Then I realized Opera in the Outfield is doing that one, so I can see it for free at Nat's Park anyhow. Bwahahaha.

Also, yay football season.
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you will be our favorite nut [Aug. 4th, 2010|11:22 pm]
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Visit's over, which is sad. John's on his million hour train ride, which probably makes him sad. Unless the absinthe put him to sleep. In which case it won't matter.

Innsmouth Free Press: Historical Lovecraft Anthology

... that is a good idea.

I re-queried Drollerie tonight. I just figured wtf, it's been almost a year since I've heard from them. They're awesome, just busy-- still, I think it's reasonable enough to query at this point.

Tomorrow I am going to devote some efforts to pimping Mina Kelly's Tease. That's N.K. Kingston, for anyone who doesn't know. I was lucky enough to see a draft of the book a year or so back before it went out on sub, and it was just lovely. Seriously cannot wait to get at it again. You cannot beat it for romance/erotica-- PLUS it has fantasy stuff in it! <3 <3 <3

And I think that's all I have to say. For once! I've babbled John's ears off all weekend, and I guess that took the words right out of me. (At least for another hour or two.)
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one drop gets you feelin' holy, hello below me [Jul. 30th, 2010|11:48 am]
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I managed to make my first dumb mistake as an editor-- but I suppose it's good I got it out of the way. I detached Cory's story from thunderbird (yeah, it's a gmail account, but I just download everything there), which makes it disappear from the inbox. It even WARNS me it will do that. So I fucked something up by pushing a lot of buttons during a word freeze (it's been doing that sometimes when I open other peoples' stuff-- really weird but there's no virus so I think it's just vista being a dick)-- or something. Long story short I had to ask for it again :/

Though really it might be stuck somewhere in the annals of gmail still. Like in a trash bin or something. But, well, let's just say I have changed my settings, saved it in the RPP folder and LEFT it in my inbox, and learned my lesson. Or at least, one can hope.

I didn't get it edited, of course, but I did read it and it's awesome so that made me feel better about being a dumbshit.

I've been dogging Balaji all week to go see Inception. Apart from it just looking cool, it has a bunch of people in it I really enjoy (Ellen Page! Cillian Murphy! Also, Balaji's boyfriend DiCaprio!), so I figured it couldn't be BAD. Finally last night I convinced him and we hit the IMAX in Alexandria.

I will describe the effect of this movie with an anecdote (but no spoilers, promise). Of course I had to pee through half of it, but couldn't possibly have gotten out of my seat (I recommend this strategy to anyone who goes to see it: even if you don't think you have to pee before, do it. Had I not, I would've been miserable), so the second it was over I hopped to the bathroom. I'm coming out and there are two frat-boy types-- you know, Abercrombie shorts and Axe Body Spray stink-- standing there waiting for someone.

Frat Boy 1: So what did you think of it?
Frat Boy 2: *shifts uncomfortably, grinning* Uh, too much thinking. I feel like I just got out of a test.

I laughed, but not because he's a dumbass. He might be, I don't know, but it was a very good description of the state of my head just then. I told Balaji and he's going, "Yeah, man! Yeah!"

Inception rambling-- no spoilers, never fear )

Also, Cillian Murphy is still the prettiest man on the fucking planet. There are very few people I could just look at for hours, but he is one. (Yeah, that's creepy of me. Don't care. I could.)

And this will sound incredibly shallow and self-centered, but I was pleased by the structure, right up to the ending. Without being specific, I can say that it's precisely the one I used for Scripped-- which I did not invent, nor did Christopher Nolan, but part of me felt sort of daft for using it, like I was being trite. I am in no way saying I used it 1/100th as effectively as Nolan did here, but at least I know it can be done with a modern audience and gotten away with.

Yes, I am already starting to get paranoid. That's good though, that means I'll be well over it before May hits, and the reviews won't hurt so bad!

Now I'm going to go vacuum so John doesn't cough up a hairball after being here for an hour or two.
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it's the smiling on the package [Jun. 25th, 2010|12:02 am]
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June 22
1. Power outage at 7pm. Lasted til I went to bed. So nothing I had to do before I left got done. NOTHING.
June 23
1. Race to get jeans through dryer.
2. Left late.
3. Found US v. Algeria on ESPNRadio.
4. Was pulled over for the first time in my life before I even got out of Arlington Co. Reason: expired tags. Fuck!
5. Listened in increasing frustration to US v. Algeria.
6. Screamed my fucking head off when Landon Donovan scored. Good thing no cops were around, might've been pulled over for sheer insanity.
7. Listened to Interpol. Lots.
8. Arrived in Pittsburgh. It's amazing how much I miss that fucking city. Say what you will, but it is really beautiful as cities go.
9. Went to The Melting Pot with Tara. She likes fondue. Convinced her to eat veggies and drink-- neither of which she generally does.
10. Found the theater, which was quite literally a refurbished church. Hot as fuck inside. Sweat dripping before the opening act was off.
11. Had another drink to calm myself down.
12. Met adorable drunken Polish girl with whom we discussed Interpol and the dangers of an all-ages show. (Those dangers being teenagers in general and the all-pervasive smell of desperation.)
13. Stood back in the bar to watch, having cleverly arranged ourselves next to the bouncer/aisle by which people reached the bar. Meaning no one could stand for several feet in front of us. Short set list, but awesome. Mostly Antics and Turn on the Bright Lights, and the new shit is really good.
14. Had excellent view of Paul for most of show. Almost died of fangirl glee when he wore the Pirates hat. Almost. Fogarino and Kessler adorable-- new bass player acceptable replacement. Amazingly.
15. Left giddy with newly converted Interpol Devotee best friend. (She never disliked them, but she wasn't INTO them. As in crazy like me. Now she might be.)
16. Met up with Matt and went to Kings. Missed Pittsburgh some more.
17. Stayed up til 5 talking about crazy shit.
June 24
1. Watched World Cup news. More glee because Italy is out-- bad acting motherfuckers!
2. Went to lunch.
3. Got coffee.
4. Left Pittsburgh. Was sad.
5. Listened to Interpol.
6. Felt much better once I was inside the beltway. I'd rather live in DC, but you know. Home is home.

I am fucking tired, but it was all worth it. Now I just gotta see them again after the album's out so I can hear them play it. Yeah.
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the gloves are off [Jun. 17th, 2010|11:09 pm]
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There is a Northstar on my desk. Also, Reenie is indeed a stone cold fox. It shall say so in my memoir.

I do feel much better today, and I reckon that stuff has a little bit to do with it.

I need to get up tomorrow morning to watch the match, yet I feel the need to try and sort out Liam's scene so I can move the fuck on and let him explode-- that's the bit I really just want to get past. The character's personal lowpoint as a human being (er, or not) is always the most annoying, and I don't like it hanging over my head. From here on I can just start building him up to being the Monster He Should Be.

I mean, he'll always be a bastard, but at least he'll be good at it after this. I guess it's not so much a story of an obnoxious teenager becoming a good person as it is the story of an obnoxious teenager becoming a good monster. Ha!

Well, let's see what I can do tonight.
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spill my guts on the wheel [May. 23rd, 2010|12:34 pm]
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The mini-vacation/visit from the frozen north-types was relaxing and just the thing for me. I hope they enjoyed it, because it certainly staved off that initial "Oh god I just finished a book and now it's quiet and lonely in my head" feeling. Though it did creep in now and then, it hardly had time-- and that was amazing.

Plus, we just had fun.

Caught up with most business-stuff. Other stuff as the day progresses.

Now I plan on devoting myself to video games for the next few days almost non-stop.

I signed my Belfire contract today, so I put up The Official Announcement on the author blog. Yay!
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nobody loved you like me [May. 4th, 2010|05:55 pm]
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Sidetracked from finalizing beta read of awesome (last 20 pages!) today by preparations for company tomorrow-- Sheetal and then Leah joins him on Thursday. Let summer begin! Come to DC, you know you want to!

(Yes I love when people visit. I realize I am not that social, but I like who I like, and I like doing nerdy DC things with them. It is awesome.)

So I did some cleaning, went to the store, and am now preparing for THE MARRIAGE OF FIGARO. Yes. Tonight. I get to see my The Opera That Made Me Like Opera performed by the National Opera at the Kennedy Center.

Did I mention yet that I hope we don't have to move away any time soon?

In other My Life Is Awesome news, my husband just agreed to another trip to Philly before draft 2 of Resurrectionists commences. I offered to go by myself some week when he's at Duke, since I want to spend it almost entirely in the Pennsylvania Historical Society library... but he wants to come.

Don't get me wrong, our chief occupation in life is annoying each other, but my husband is so awesome. Sure, he just wants to eat at Morimoto again... but so do I, and I couldn't have without him. It would've been like treason. (No really, he loved our last trip there when we did the nerdy typical tourist stuff.)

New Philly reading commenced last night too. It's going to be just that and shorts for me for a few months, I'm thinking. Exciting stuff.

So tonight, finishing touches on beta read/general thoughts write-up (spoiler alert: this book is tight. My god), and scripting next chapter or 3 of Plaguebringer. No gaming for me, but s'okay. I'll be too high on Mozart for it anyhow.

MOZART.
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Don't be a star, it's such a drag [Nov. 16th, 2009|06:54 pm]
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I didn't finish Jonah today like I'd planned, but that's all right because I got everything else done-- and right before Thanksgiving Having Shit Done is to happiness. The good news:

-My new exercise thingie is awesome. It's meant to be for Christmas, but whatever, it's more important to have one of those ready to go after Thanksgiving, let's face it. (It's a steppy thing, which I love. Hopefully it'll help me get strong enough again so I can use my cruncher too, because right now it'd own by back. Fingers crossed.) So I can step and watch Jane Austen movies in the afternoons.

I'm such a housewife. Where are my fucking bon-bons?

-I said I wouldn't get any more books at the library today, because I have so many that want reading, but I can't go there to take books back and NOT wander around a little. What should catch my eye but "The Memoirs of Barry Lyndon, Esq." by my old darling William Makepeace Thackeray. Yes, I had to have it, and so I do. I love that fucking movie, so I'm sure the book will be even awesomer.

And I need something light between the Joyce. "Ulysses" is a lot easier this time around, and I actually get what's going on. But holy fuck. If it wasn't so pretty, I'd scream. (It is though. Seriously.)

-My body isn't broken. It's been roughly a year since my system got all fucked up, but it is, at least temporarily, okay now! That's vague and stupid, but enough that I can rejoice without giving information about which organs are being lame and which aren't, which I'm sure couldn't matter less to anyone but me.

-I have no less than three short stories out with people for lookovers and edits! This doesn't sound remarkable, perhaps, but the thing is that I hardly ever write short fiction, so to have three active and in the queue at once is a real fucking accomplishment. Of course, the places I want to send two of them aren't open for months, and the third is going to need some good hacking, but still. Also, Dart and Resurrectionists are out and about as well, which is super awesome. (Poor John got two of them dumped on him, but for everyone else it's one at a time. Sorry John, that's what you get for being so good with a historical.)

-Our coffee grinder has been iffy for the last few weeks, but it finally died today. I knew it was having trouble. Then our coffee MAKER started leaking the other day. I woke up today and got, "and there's no coffee, because the thing is broken."

Well I knew the grinder was broken-- I thought the leak in the pot had been investigated and found insurmountable, as issues go. So when I went to the grocery store I stopped at Bed Bath and Beyond and got a new coffee maker and grinder...

And got home to hear, "Why did you buy a coffee maker? It's just the grinder that's broken."

Communication fail!

But Jesus I had a headache today, with only a cup of Darjeeling for support. Guess it's time to start cutting back.

Ah, who am I kidding?

But for now, time for wine.
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love, desire; can't seem to tell the difference [Oct. 20th, 2009|05:10 pm]
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Whatever the weird flu was that I thought I was getting before Tara and Matt came, it hit me really hard last night. Either that or they gave me the plague, since Matt was just getting over it. I was so miserably fevered I actually went to bed at 9pm. Only to wake up again at midnight after the fever broke and spend a few hours randomly slaying Guaradan-- which I'd been wanting to do anyhow. But still. That sucked.

I'm coughy and achy today, but it's not half as bad. I even made myself eat a real lunch instead of just cereal as a precaution. I'm so proud.

Anyhow, Metallica was awesome-- weird sentence, but true. They kicked some ass. I did a dorky ass write up on the dorky ass blog, but it's here. I still can't believe how close we were to the stage. So strange. I mean, I've been closer, but a band as big as Metallica you never really think that'll happen. And helped a lot with Neenah, as it was more her kind of vibe than any of the stuff I'd usually go to, just in terms of rabid, fist-pumping fans.

No one really does the fist-pumping at Oasis shows. Just saying.

And that's about it. I should probably get to editing The Horologist based on Balaji's info, but I'm kind of feeling lazy since my face and throat hurt. Might get it done tonight or something.

Also: [info]the_literatzzi people who know her-- [info]mssolo has a story called Swan Made in this M/M erotica fairy tales collection, Bedknobs and Beanstalks [WARNING: man ass on the cover]. Tell me that isn't the best name ever. It's always cool when someone you know from fandom gets published, anyhow. I'm of course skipping to hers (Mina Kelly is the nom de plume) and then reading the rest, but you know. Thought others might be interested.
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she's a special kind of girl [Aug. 16th, 2009|01:20 pm]
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One of the best feelings in the world is when you find someone the perfect fucking gift.

I just wanted to point that out.
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I could bury you alive but you might crawl out with a knife and kill me when I'm sleeping [Aug. 7th, 2009|10:49 am]
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Other Things:

-Joe Don Baker is still made of awesome.
-I scored a bargain-priced book about witches (nonfiction stuff!) at the Natural History museum. What else burns? MORE WITCHES! (Yeah, we had to quote half the movie at that point.)
-Car was broken into, as part of what has apparently been a week-long string of car burglaries here in Yuppie Town. A neighbor heard someone else's alarm go off (ours didn't, wtf?) and called the cops, so they caught three dudes. Our window is smashed, and the Garmin gone. They left the CDs, which Nick feels is a commentary on my taste. He's probably right.
-Nick bought Sherry her first Art Book-- she fell in love with Jasper Johns (which I saw coming as soon as she said the words, "mixed media").
-Bargain book table at National Gallery yielded up a fucking fabulous catalogue of Van Dyck stuff. Obviously I do not have enough books on Dutch and Flemish baroque already, right? Right. (In my defense, none of them are specifically on Van Dyck-- which is just wrong.)
-Also got a little overview of Botticelli's most famous stuff since I was all high from having seen my favorite portrait of his upstairs*. Also, Malphus's vanity requires recognition after he did me a good turn this week. (Really nice reproduction of Madonna of the Magnificat in there, and that's him!)
-Gotta go get the car window fixed today. Fucking irritating!
-La Boheme today, and Megan's going to come with us too, since she's in town from San Francisco for the week for a conference, so yay! Now, let's hope they fix the car window before it's time to go...

* )
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she believes in everything [Jul. 18th, 2009|11:10 am]
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Dana, Sean, and Ruari left this morning around 9 (they went into the District to see the WWII memorial, couldn't find parking, and so drove out to Jefferson Memorial and sent me a picture of them on the steps. Eeee!). It was so much awesome having them here.

Those of you who do not have twitter, you can see the abbreviated story of my weekend with

Twitpic #1
and
Twitpic #2

Yay!

Also, I saw Harry Potter, which was awesome. Lots of differences from the book, so Dana was aggravated, but that's why I didn't re-read the book before seeing it! Ha!

(Draco and Snape!!! Eeeeeeeee!!!)

Right, I'm done with the exclamation points now. Really.

Catching up on life. I will be with you directly.

(Also, someone for whom I have mad respect/love said too nice things about me today. Cate Gardner is so effing sweet. I just needed to tell that to someone. You're it.)
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or would you hide behind them all? [Jun. 23rd, 2009|01:29 pm]
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For those of you who are semi-interested in what I might be writing and/or pretty things, but not reading my ridiculous fucking author blog ([info]kvtaylor... come on, it's easy to follow!), I would like to provide a link to the current project page for the Audio File, a novel of mine, right now. Go have a real quick look, because it has an awesome picture [info]thecory did of Izzy on it now. I did a blog post crowing about it too, but I put it on the project page because I can't bear to see it slide down and off the front page. Permanent home, ftw.

Thanks again, Cory, she's perfect. Definitely looks like trouble-- and even has her lucky yellow scarf!
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and live my life in a lullaby [Jun. 19th, 2009|11:53 pm]
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And I have my first sunburn of the summer, merely from walking around the National Mall all day. This will of course result in an increase of freckles rather than an eventual tan.

Man I am so tired, and we didn't even make it over to Jefferson. (See how annoyed he is, now?) And off to do it again tomorrow!
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we're all wasting away [Jun. 8th, 2009|06:47 pm]
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So it's easier to catch up on things when you've been out of them for a few days when it doesn't involve traveling, apparently. I thought I'd sit down to read IJ, LJ, writer!LJ, etc today and be all confused. Not so, although I barely touched them! Granted, I just let the twitter feed for the past day die a horrible death, but fuck that. (Speaking of which: Twitter thing was a very, very good call. Man, helpful in networking all ready. Big time.) So I'm all up on the reading, if not the writing! Sweet!

This has been another weekend that's stuffed my head full of so much info I'm not sure how to process it. [info]dejenerate and I did both Air and Space museums (one on the mall, one out at Dulles) because Dave gets very, very excited about such things. Those were amazing, and should probably have their name changed to the Museum of Human Audacity. I did get a bit morose in the second one that we seem to have lost the drive that took us from Kitty Hawk to the Moon in less than 70 years-- but I was zombiefied that day so it's surely not my fault.

Also, we saw Star Trek on the IMAX screen at the one in Dulles, which has the test shuttle Enterprise on display. Hee!

Then we did Natural history for two half days, which probably didn't add up to a whole day after all, but still saw a lot! And some other random Mall wandering and such, all of which was highly educational. I wish these things made me feel smarter, but really I just realize how much more time I need to spend in museums.

I now have a fucking rad Stegosaurus called Spock, though. Best dinos ever.

Also food. Very good food. And Obama family paper dolls.

And now I'm faced with the prospect of getting back to work, and don't mind at all. I need a weekend of stuffing my head with more information so the crap that's already in there might start coming out a little more easily. I was supposed to finish Izzy by now, I know, and I'm only two chapters off! Time to regain discipline.

Right. I've been saying that for two months now. Is there really any point before summer's over, though?
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to show from where I came [Mar. 26th, 2009|03:42 pm]
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Over the last few days, two people have been going through my fanfic at ff.n, both 616 and Evo, and adding them all to their favorites. That's totally sweet.

And reminded me of Alex half-finished on my hard drive. Maybe he's the answer, really. Sometimes I forget why I wrote fanfiction in the first place: so I could lay off the stupid shit I usually write that was making me crazy. I should keep that in mind more often. Fanfiction is impossible to hate (for me!), a lifesaver, and I love it.

I'm not saying I'll do it soon, I'm just saying I'd kinda like to. I only have three more to go, and I know what happens with all of them. Alex, Scott, and JM. I kinda wish I was already on JM's because I've been waiting for it forever, but... you know. I love me some Summers Boys.

Also, just found out the NSO is doing a program this summer at Wolf Trap (that means LAWN TICKETS DUDE!) with a Mendelssohn violin concerto (Not sure which, but I'd be willing to be it's my favorite, since that's sorta the one), Beethoven's 6th (the one symphony of his I'd really like to see live-- it's my first classical music memory!), and Copland's Rodeo--

And Balaji's out of town that weekend, poor guy. I'd go by myself like a tool (wouldn't be the first time!), but it looks like Nick wants to come. Score!

Also, La Boheme in August. I can't think of a cooler way to see it than sitting on some grass drinking crappy overpriced wine out of a plastic cup! (Plus: Big screens with translations. Opera for the schlubs like me, word up. Mmm Puccini-licious!)

Plus, this weekend all lawn seats are even cheaper than usual. $10. Fuck dude!

So this week, for those not usually on IJ/logged in, has been a bit wild on my end, and is about to get wilder, in a pretty awesome way. Balaji's leaving in an hour or less for Durham. Tomorrow I'm having company (Reenie!) and we're going to see Primal Scream (FINALLY, Jesus, it's been like, oh man, 12 years-- I'm so old. But YAY!), and then Saturday evening once Bala gets home I'm leaving for WV, where I'll be until next Sunday. Mom's laid up, in pain, and threatening to throw herself on her (proverbial) sword in frustration, so I'm going armed with Jeeves and Wooster and Sherlock Holmes DVDs and try and keep her from taking such drastic measures. Oh, and so Dad doesn't have to clean the house, since it's the weekend before the high school spring musical, and he's been doing both his own (director) and Mom's (music director) jobs for the last three weeks as it is.

And that's all for me right now. But it's enough!
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I’m only going to heaven if it feels like hell [Feb. 10th, 2009|10:50 pm]
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I did my usual flogging of cool stories today on the author blog (or follow along with [info]kvtaylor or the livejournal updates, even though you'd still have to go to the proper blog to respond... oh whatever, what's the point if I can't shamelessly self-promote? Wanna be a writer, better fucking get used to doing it!), but I want to seriously recommend these two flash pieces (yes, that means short) to EVERYONE:

1. Trapped by NK Kingston. Nat neglected to post this to [info]the_literatzzi, so I'm being a jerk and doing it here. Mwahahaha. Nice to see another of our own, no? Plus, god this thing is freaky. (Oh hi elevator issues. *shudder*)

and

2. The Fall of Azaliel and Lorcas by Michael Stone. (Same one who wrote Fourtold.) It's like... Good Omens on crack, but bite sized. Angels in a bottle. Hilarious and creepy as fuck.

Seriously, they're both short and great fun. And creepy.




I spent part of today texting Tara about how much we love playing Harvest Moon. When I saw her at my parents' over Xmas I showed it to her and so of course she had to get it herself. Now we trade tips about how to get the right dude to marry you and which crops are best to grow. Wow, we are so predictably nerdy. Why is a farming simulation game fun?

I don't know, but it is.

Also, work!

So developing the merc idea is going surprisingly well. No, nothing written, but I'm thinking about doing a very limited PoV and using the sort of New Guy on that one, Jamis, who gets his promotion thanks to this little adventure. Which I've lifted partially from PG Wodehouse, I think. Not sure how this can possibly end well, but I guess that's the point. So anyhow, mostly just working on the voice in my head and trying to see how I want to play with him. He has a sort of sideline bit in the books, but that's why I want to use him here. No commitment, no matter what I do later.

I think this might actually work, though. So that's good news!

Still falling off to sleep a little earlier than I'd like though, so no work gets done in the evenings right now. Working on that though. Really.

Hmm okay, so sorry non IJ people who might stop by-- you get the writing update today too, which is normally f-locked. But I'm too tired/lazy to make two entries.

I can't get Franz Ferdinand's Can't Stop Feeling out of my head. It's been there all damn day. God, why are they so brilliant and catchy? WHY?!
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here we go... [Jan. 18th, 2009|11:15 pm]
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AFC Champions! *dance*

This is my idea of a good time. We're coming back the day before the Super Bowl, too. Until then, my pink Polamalu jersey shall hang in the closet untouched, lest its magic wear off. Because it's obviously magical. Right.

In other news, the weekend flew by very quickly. Sheetal was delayed, as previously described, but arrived on Saturday morning. We spent like four hours in the hookah bar, they went to dinner, then they came back and got drunk and talked all night while I occasionally butted in. (I only had a glass of wine or two. I don't know what got into me!) They finally went to bed at 5am. Amazing!

And then today. Oh, today! Today was beautiful!

Did I say AFC Champions?

You know, no one has six Super Bowl titles in the whole league. I'm just saying.

(Gosh, I hope Ward is okay. Also, that poor McGahee. Not much would make me feel bad for a Raven, but damn dude. Ouch.)
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