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There's nothing wrong with plate mail!
Oct. 28th, 2005 01:38 pmThe Fantasy Novelists' Exam (via Bookslut).
Happy to say that the only one of these I am guilty of is a character with a four-syllable name, but it's not an exotic one. (Heck, my own middle name is an unexotic four-syllable name.)
(Also from Bookslut, a collection of entertainingly bad lines from SF/fantasy/horror writers.)
Further geek news: George Takei is the gay!. Congrats to Mr Sulu on his coming out.
And, via BoingBoing - Secrets of Disney's Haunted Mansion ride! :D
ETA - You've seen the site before, but coming back (also via BoingBoing) for Halloween is: the Print 'N Fold Necronomicon!
Happy to say that the only one of these I am guilty of is a character with a four-syllable name, but it's not an exotic one. (Heck, my own middle name is an unexotic four-syllable name.)
(Also from Bookslut, a collection of entertainingly bad lines from SF/fantasy/horror writers.)
Further geek news: George Takei is the gay!. Congrats to Mr Sulu on his coming out.
And, via BoingBoing - Secrets of Disney's Haunted Mansion ride! :D
ETA - You've seen the site before, but coming back (also via BoingBoing) for Halloween is: the Print 'N Fold Necronomicon!
I have been forgetting to mention that earlier this week I received an envelope in the mail, containing ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wist's "little book of one-sentence love stories." It is properly titled The Little Book of Water, Roads, Violence, Fireflies, Cigarettes, Heartbreak, Distance, Death, Devastation, and L'Amour. It has contributions from numerous people, including (but not limited to) wist, kore (who also did a pretty drawing of a unicorn for the cover), sharikins, harbours, ligaments, iamatree, and me. One can be yours HERE for $6.
A word about my contribution. It's phrased weirdly, and it wasn't my actual submission, but part of the email I wrote explaining my submission. My actual submission, upon reflection, was annoyingly pretentious and wouldn't have worked. We fixed the main part of the phrasing of an excerpt from my email, and that's what we went with. I crawled up to my room at like 4AM when I was really sick a few weeks ago to write an email approving the use of this particular fragment. A WORK OF LOVE, PEOPLE, THAT'S WHAT THIS IS! A WORK OF LOVE AND PAIN! ;)
wist's "little book of one-sentence love stories." It is properly titled The Little Book of Water, Roads, Violence, Fireflies, Cigarettes, Heartbreak, Distance, Death, Devastation, and L'Amour. It has contributions from numerous people, including (but not limited to) wist, kore (who also did a pretty drawing of a unicorn for the cover), sharikins, harbours, ligaments, iamatree, and me. One can be yours HERE for $6.A word about my contribution. It's phrased weirdly, and it wasn't my actual submission, but part of the email I wrote explaining my submission. My actual submission, upon reflection, was annoyingly pretentious and wouldn't have worked. We fixed the main part of the phrasing of an excerpt from my email, and that's what we went with. I crawled up to my room at like 4AM when I was really sick a few weeks ago to write an email approving the use of this particular fragment. A WORK OF LOVE, PEOPLE, THAT'S WHAT THIS IS! A WORK OF LOVE AND PAIN! ;)
the (neko) case of the stuffy club
Jun. 15th, 2005 01:27 amTonight, Tom took me to see Neko Case. It was bad and good. The good side is easy: although I'm not into alt-country, I do like her voice a lot. I've never really listened to any of her records (just heard songs here and there), and I think a lot of her songs sound very similar to one another in concert, but her technique is good, and so is her backing band.
Bad, though: Oh, the venue. Are the people who run Little Brothers too cheap to turn up the a/c or is it just broken or ineffective? I thought I was going to die. I came in jeans and a cotton blouse, and before the show was even in full swing I had been outside to the smoking area twice - I DON'T SMOKE - and had unbuttoned my shirt except for the one button over my bra, and tied it up under my boobs. This is something I never do, and frankly I was a little embarrassed to have a bare midriff. By the time the show ended, I was drenched with sweat, even the exposed skin. Since it was a well-attended show, they also took the chairs away, condemning me to a horrible lower-back ache. Seriously, the music was good but every other aspect totally blew. In their defense, Little Brothers did put out a lot of free ice water.
I've learned my lesson, though, about how to dress for summer shows around here. Many venues that I've been to, in several cities, run the a/c pretty high in expectation of a crowd and stuffiness. Not in Cow-Bus, yo. I'm also going to have to seriously consider whether or not I want to go to shows that are general admission, SRO... like, ever again. There are bands for which I would still consider doing it, but they are infrequent performers in this area. Finally, no drinking hard cider when I'm too hot. Seriously, I almost barfed, people.
The other night, I had an idea for a YA fantasy novel that I'm really excited about. & Tom wants me to haul out this novella I wrote years ago to see if we can pull it into shape as a script for a graphic novel, then shop it around. I don't know precisely where said novella IS - it's still packed in one of a handful of boxes - but it'll be fun to mess with, at least.
Bad, though: Oh, the venue. Are the people who run Little Brothers too cheap to turn up the a/c or is it just broken or ineffective? I thought I was going to die. I came in jeans and a cotton blouse, and before the show was even in full swing I had been outside to the smoking area twice - I DON'T SMOKE - and had unbuttoned my shirt except for the one button over my bra, and tied it up under my boobs. This is something I never do, and frankly I was a little embarrassed to have a bare midriff. By the time the show ended, I was drenched with sweat, even the exposed skin. Since it was a well-attended show, they also took the chairs away, condemning me to a horrible lower-back ache. Seriously, the music was good but every other aspect totally blew. In their defense, Little Brothers did put out a lot of free ice water.
I've learned my lesson, though, about how to dress for summer shows around here. Many venues that I've been to, in several cities, run the a/c pretty high in expectation of a crowd and stuffiness. Not in Cow-Bus, yo. I'm also going to have to seriously consider whether or not I want to go to shows that are general admission, SRO... like, ever again. There are bands for which I would still consider doing it, but they are infrequent performers in this area. Finally, no drinking hard cider when I'm too hot. Seriously, I almost barfed, people.
The other night, I had an idea for a YA fantasy novel that I'm really excited about. & Tom wants me to haul out this novella I wrote years ago to see if we can pull it into shape as a script for a graphic novel, then shop it around. I don't know precisely where said novella IS - it's still packed in one of a handful of boxes - but it'll be fun to mess with, at least.
