Sorry sorry sorry! As you've probably guessed by now, I was unable to get access to this account while in CA -- I did try! Totally swamped at the office right now, but will type more in a bit, and I promise you a really nice long entry soon -- probably tomorrow (boss goes to a conference Tues - Frid, so the office should be quiet).
Morning! Well, plans are proceeding apace for the CA trip. I'm kind of nervous, actually. Not sure how easy/difficult it will be to find an apartment. Anyone know what the weather's like in CA? I have to pack tonight...
In other news, still reading The Time Patrol (the second story, "Brave to Be a King" is excellent, though the title doesn't quite work for me). I've got a bunch of small errands and little jobs to take care of before I go. I had hoped to send out the manuscript to all the appropriate publishers/agents -- not sure I'll manage it, but will try. Going to be a long day, and I'd best get back to work.
Can't remember if I said before, but I'll definitely have access while I'm away.
11:45 - I wrote a song a day or two ago. Don't write songs very much -- the melody's appended at the end. I think my songs tend to be a bit too mushy. :-) Thought y'all might enjoy it, though.
Leaf and Tide
There was a time, when I thought those words could shatter sorrow.
Bold hearts could fly, and their bodies share the sky...
There was a time, we were younger than the leaves in springtime.
Those leaves must die, and lie scattered on the grass.
Remember well, the day I swore that I would love forever.
We were so sure that our love could turn the tides...
Remember well, the day I left you standing at the landing.
The tide has turned and the waves are bearing down.
You wrap yourself in a cloak of
shadows, lost in sorrow
I reach to you, but the shadows leave me blind
You drown your tears in a bitter glass of seasalt water
Then hurl the glass to shatter 'neath the stars
Oh can't you see we are younger than the leaves in
We are so small, far smaller than the sea...
But leaves do fly, in a gold and crimson, sunlit autumn;
And we can swim, in the cradle of the waves.
So dry your tears; you have lived
too long inside the winter
Spring will return, and the leaves will come again
And in her smile, if you see a shadow of my sorrow
Just close your eyes, and the tide shall turn again.
(It's in the key of D, so all the c's and f's are sharp).
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Hey, everyone! I hope all of you in the U.S. had a good holiday (and the rest of you had a good weekend)! After being such a good, productive girl on Sunday I proceeded to veg out for the rest of the holiday. :-) Watched some good Star Trek, some figure skating (I love watching figure skaters, though the judging in this competition was appallingly bad), did some reading (Kevin loaned me his Poul Anderson Time Patrol anthology, which I just started, also reread Le Guin's Left Hand of Darkness (brilliant, of course) and finished Girls Just Want To: Representations of Women's Sexuality which had some excellent material -- art and comics and stories).
Am now busy writing new letters and a sex news column for a web site, and trying to get ready for the trip to CA. Can't quite believe I'm going in two days -- it snuck up on me! :-)
Added a new link to my stories page -- some funny Star Trek erotica, and a new award -- my "Letter to a Suicide" got a 'most bizarre' award -- don't ask me why. :-)
Finished Metari Nights AND a new short story. Finally. Going to go veg out in front of the tv now for a well-earned rest! :-)
Hmmm. A little worried -- the erotica server appears to be down, and I'm not sure what (if anything) is to be done about it. Be patient for a bit, I guess.
Otherwise, life is good -- a lazy Friday before a long weekend (Monday's Memorial Day, for those of you not in the States, and a national holiday). Not too much work here at the office, and I've spent the last half hour trying to decide what to have for dinner. Chicken sandwiches with honey mustard, I think. Too lazy to really cook. Thought about doing lasagne, but David doesn't want the oven going that long, and I can't really blame him.
Finished The Dispossessed and am currently about halfway through the latest issue of Analog. Was not overly impressed by the novella segment, but there was a pretty good rocket ship story.
A couple of you expressed interest, so here are the Jenni segments, from my workshop. Some of them contain details that are mutually exclusive -- that's 'cause they're written for different exercises. If they finally become a story, all of those will be smoothed out. Keep in mind that these all had word limits on them -- under 300 or 500 words. That makes a big difference in how you tell the story.
Good morning, my dears. I know the entries have been brief lately, but I've been working really hard, and things have been a little crazy. On the plus side, I've written a few more stories (still haven't finished Metari Nights), one of which, "Goddess Blessing", has been accepted for publication in an anthology, Floating Worlds, which is a collection of Asian fantasy (fantasy in the sf/f sense). I'm not sure when publication is, but once it's out, I'll stick a copy up here somewhere. I'm more than usually excited about this one, 'cause the editor solicited me, needing a specific story ASAP, and I managed to write it over the weekend, and he liked it and bought it, which all made me feel quite the professional. :-)
Other than that, hmmm...what else is going on in my life? Well, the erotica list is still going fairly smoothly, with perhaps a little more chatting than is strictly necessary, but some good material making the rounds nonetheless. On my workshop list, it looks like various exercises in character are going to come together into a story. Hey, would you guys be interested in seeing them? I could post them here, and you could watch the story evolve with me. Might be interesting. On the general writing list, I'm afraid I've gotten into an argument about whether it's necessary/polite to respond to crits with little thank-you's. I find them basically content-free and a waste of time that would better spent critting. Almost everyone else disagrees with me.
In my other electronic life, I've been having way too much fun building a Book Museum on Holomuck. What, you may ask, is a book museum? Well, in my version, each room is dedicated to an author, and is set as a scene of one of their books/worlds. Various objects in the rooms can be touched, which will take you to other rooms in the museum. (For example, if you decide to go watch Reepicheep 'fence' in the Narnia room, you become entranced by the flickering blades, and the next thing you know, you've fallen into the middle of a swordfight with the Three Musketeers in the Dumas room.) Great fun and silliness, and I'm encouraging other people to come and build rooms, so it doesn't become a Museum of Books Mary Anne Reads. :-)
I've also been working on a web page for my boss. This link won't exist for very long, as we're working on finding her a permanent home, but you're welcome to take a look and offer comments.
In my life outside the net (what, there's life outside the net??), I made chicken and potato curry yesterday (what, again? yes, again), got into a fight with my realtor (I even lost my temper, and I never never lose my temper with strangers), the slumlord, took out the trash (it was Wednesday, after all), watched intermitten 90210 while cooking (there was a time, about 5 years ago, when Paul (an ex) and I were addicted to that show. Once a week after work in that awful summer (I had an 1 1/2 hour commute each way -- yick -- really shortened the days) we'd settle down and watch 90210 together. Silly, huh? Oh well. It still reminds me of him.
I also read Amy Tan's The Hundred Secret Senses, which is a delightful and wonderful and inspiring book, and I encourage you all to read it. I loved her first book, enjoyed her second and am very happy with this third one. Took a break from depressing Prozac Nation, also read a little Niven book I enjoyed (forget the name, sorry), despite the fact that you end up disliking the protagonist for most of the book, and am currently rereading The Dispossessed, by Le Guin, which is brilliant. David's reading her The Left Hand of Darkness now, and when he finishes, I think I'll ask to trade. I need to reread that too.
Oof, I should get back to work. (Quiet this morning 'cause two patients cancelled). Have a good day, everyone!
Sorry for the little mess yesterday -- hardware problems, but should be all fixed now. I'll chat with y'all more later -- busy right now reworking and prettying up my home page.
2:00 - Okay, just finished an appalling amount of silliness -- moved all my pictures to a separate directory and went back and changed all the links appropriately. (If anyone feels like going through and seeing if I missed anything, would be appreciated). Don't ask me why. Compulsiveness.
2:45 - Finish A Library of My Graphics.
Good morning, dears. Sorry no entry yesterday -- I spent most the day cleaning and cooking (had friends for dinner last night) and so didn't log on much. The day went pleasantly, though I was fairly tired at the end of it. Made more injera and some Sri Lankan curries to go with it. The lemon/ chicken/coconut milk dish came out especially well -- the recipe is in the Complete Asian Cookbook, which I highly recommend to anyone interested in Asian food. (covers Sri Lanka to Japan to Singapore to...)
It's a beautiful day today, though it'll soon be too hot -- up into the 90's, from what I hear. The birds are chirping furiously outside. Karina gave Kev a bird feeder for Christmas, and I finally got it up a couple of days ago. Daily battles are being fought by the birds -- there are several trees outside, and at least fifty birds seem to live there -- cardinals, definitely, but I don't know what any of the others are. Lots of little brown ones -- Kevin says two we saw yesterday were doves, some birds with white necks and chests, but with black bits and mostly brown wings...I should get a book.
Am currently reading Prozac Nation. I'm not overly impressed with the writing style, but it's fascinating hearing about what it's like being severely depressed. I don't really get depressed like that -- stressed or worried or upset or sad, but usually for some specific reason -- not just depressed. I used to have a roommate who was manic-depressive, and some of the things she did to herself were really scary. I hate thinking about how many people are going around feeling like that all the time -- it must be terrible. I think I'd rather be really sad than really depressed -- at least I know I'm feeling something.
But that's a dreary topic for what's really a rather lovely day. I'm doing laundry now, (I actually kind of like doing laundry, 'cause I can feel productive while the machines do most of the work. :-) (Yes, I'm reading a book, but I'm also doing laundry!)) and when I finish, the plan is to go into my nice air-conditioned office and work on Metari Nights. If I'm really lucky, I'll finish the darn thing (though more likely, I'll just get the structural revisions done, and lucky to do that). Still, most of my other projects are going well, so I can't complain. My only concern is that I still seem to be tired all the time, despite the Synthroid. Got to do some more blood tests and see if they need to up my dose.
Oh, put some new stuff on the home page. Instructions for creating a web page. Lots of people ask me about it -- maybe this will help. It's all really pretty easy once you find a site.
Well, I'm going to go check my mail again (compulsive, I know. I alphabetized all Kevin's CD's the other day), and then go check the laundry. Have a great day, everyone! I'll talk to you tomorrow.
Yet another rushed note -- sorry sorry! Busy day at work, and I wrote a new story today, which will hopefully be in Floating Worlds, and anthology by Masquerade. I'm not sure if I like it, honestly speaking -- it's technically competent -- but I don't know if it really has heart...
I'm planning to come in and work on the weekend, so I hope to give you a better entry then. Happy Friday, everyone!