Hiya! Hope everyone’s…

Hiya! Hope everyone's having a good day -- mine has been very productive (though I must admit I haven't done the guidelines yet). I did, however, pack six boxes -- finished my books, games and half the kitchen stuff. Kitten got sick last night, and I had to take her to the vet. She's home now, though -- just a mild infection and antibiotics should take care of it.

Tonight is dancing, so I should get going. Plans proceeding apace for various trips and Sunday's birthday/going-away party (my birthday is Friday -- did I mention? :-)

Morning, everyone. Spent…

Morning, everyone. Spent the last couple hours revising lists and putting up moving signs on the old site. My neck hurts. I've got a pile more mail to go through. Ick. ugh. Sorry -- feeling kind of lethargic, but I've been putting off too many things for too long...

Gotta get the damned guidelines finished if Turning Bodies is ever gong to get off the ground. Okay. That's the next project. First I'm going to get some lunch, though. Talk to y'all later.

Hey, you found it –…

Hey, you found it -- congratulations! I made a small mistake while setting this place up -- put everything in an unnecessary html directory. Hopefully the internet-ireland people will be able to fix that for me -- the site dooesn't have telnet capability, and I don't seem able to move files remotely through ftp.

Sorry for briefness lately -- I've been awfully, disgustingly, terribly sick to my stomach for the last two days. I'd give you the details, but you really don't want to hear it. I'm all better now, though -- I just have to go through all the work that piled up (and deal with the disaster area my apartment became -- Kev was wonderfully attentive and sympathetic, but that didn't make it any more likely that he'd do dishes :-).

Hmmm...not much else to say -- you don't generally do much interesting when you're sick. :-)

Okay, I admit it, I…

Okay, I admit it, I didn't do the submission guidelines. No excuses -- I was just too lazy. Will try again today. I did manage to download a copy of Paramour's guidelines to use as a...well, as a guideline. :-)

Last night was great fun, English country dancing at SCA. Tonight promises to be a rather different type of dancing -- clubbing downtown. Been a while since I did that sort of thing, and I look rather odd in gothic black, but I'm gonna try...

Not much else to report -- it's too hot today -- gonna go spend some time in the lovely Borders air-conditioning.

Neat postcard from Unst, Scotland. :-)

3:00 -- Bunch of things happened. 1 - Realized I forgot to tell ticket agent that I had to take my cat oon the plane with me when I booked my ticket yesterday. Argh. Called them back; they were able to cancel the ticket at no cost to me (yeah!) and said I should call the airline directly for a new ticket. Haven't been able to get through to TWA or America West (cheapest fares for this) all morning. Argh again.

2 - Got e-mail from my first boyfriend. The one from like seven years ago. Very weird. We parted on strange terms. Wrote him back, but I'm not sure I really want to talk to him again. It took me years to recover from that relationship.

3 - Did the guidelines. Good me. :-)

4 - An Indian magazine, Debonair, wants to interview me. I don't know. I think I'll do it (the publicity is good), but I'm concerned about what sort of slant they want on the article, and on how my family will react. (My parents, you remember, are conservative, and somewhat unhappy about the subjects I choose to write about. It would cause them more stress if Asian friends called up about this ("did you hear what your daughter is writing??!!"), and I've caused them a fair bit of stress already. But I have a feeling I'm mostly agonizing after the fact -- I've made my bed, as they say...it's a little late to back out now. Fluttering guilt pangs, though. Does one ever escape the influence of one's parents?

H’lo everyone! It’s a…

H'lo everyone! It's a bright and early Tuesday morning -- too early, 'cause Chicago's system is still down (they shut it down regularly from 5-9 a.m. every few days for system maintenance). So I can't check my e-mail -- it's funny how addicted I am to my e-mail fix...when I was in Sri Lanka for three weeks last July I was definitely aching for it...:-)

Yesterday was a good day -- did a bunch of stuff that I'd been putting off (like buying plane tickets for upcoming trip to Chicago and move to CA; stopped in at office to pick up last pay check (and incidentally set up boss's web page for her (I promised I would) -- it's here, if you're at all interested in endocrine stuff), etc.) Also finally heard from Ellison (prospective roommate) -- I got a space in their house! Hooray -- I had other options lined up, but this was the one I really liked. It has a garden, and a piano, and lots of bookshelves, and two roommates who seem pretty cool, and it's pretty close to Mills (biking distance). :-) Also did my newsbytes yesterday (late!) and a bunch of admin stuff for the erotica writers' list. So all's going pretty well.

Today should be exciting. I'm up this early (it's 7:30 now) 'cause at 9 a.m. someone's coming by to discuss the possibility of my writing for erotica films (Red Shoe Diaries-type-stuff). I'm not sure exactly what his connection is with the field, but there's at least a chance that this could be profitable. :-) (And it would be a fun project to work on). Also today, I really must get the guidelines together for Turning Bodies. That's my goal. If I don't tell you I did it tomorrow, feel free to yell at me.

Y'know, I get all sorts of neat mail from people who read these pages -- postcards from soldiers in Desert Storm or Bosnia, letters from 16-yr-olds (who cheerfully ignored my warnings :-), notes from grandmothers -- a really wide range. I'm going to excerpt a bit from a neat letter I got this morning -- attributions stripped, to protect the sender. Hope he doesn't mind...I may do this more in the future, 'cause I think it's interesting, so if you really don't want me to, let me know in the mail you send.

"'...what am I doing, he thought as he pressed the keys on his keyboard, I can't be doing this on my work computer. I can't be using this to respond to the erotica I find on the net. I could lose my job for this. I can't help myself. I sit here reading this woman's words, feeling my pants grow tighter, my breathing faster, my head pounding, and I begin to sweat with the fear that I will get caught by a co-worker....' So it goes for the fifty-five year old, plumping, aged, graying engineer. He has spent his life performing the responsibilities of employee, father of two, and husband to a wife who no longer is an attraction for him. A victim of the system in which he lives. Now he is a victim of a technology that provides at the touch of his fingers, thrills equal to those of the teenage boy with his first dirty book."

He goes on to say that he isn't a writer, but rather a reader, and that the character described above isn't him, though he has similar feelings. Fascinating, as Spock would say. Btw, if you're reading this (person who wrote the above), you're already a better writer than many who do claim that title. Don't sell yourself short. And thanks for the mail...

Morning! (Very early…

Morning! (Very early morning -- it's currently 4:58 a.m. This isn't such a bad thing -- I've been wanting to get up earlier to write, but it's a bit frustrating being woken by mosquito bites after 5 hours of broken sleep. (Something was going on outside last night -- it was really noisy from about midnight to 2 a.m. It's occasionally a real pain living in the city (though generally I like it (how's that for nested parentheses? :-)))).

Talked to one of you recently and was informed that "The Queen and the Soldier" was Suzanne Vega. Of course. Also forgot to list Steeleye Span among the Celtic bands I really like -- their "Black Jack Davy" is great, ditto "Alison Gross".

Little else to report. Today is going to be a full day -- the Cezanne exhibit at the Philadelphia Museum of Art at 9 (Abby is selling me her discount ticket 'cause she doesn't want to get up that early :-) with Mary and Laurie; Tai Chi at 3:30; dinner with Abby around 5; over to the Bards pub afterwards to attempt (pathetically) to play with the musicians there (Sunday nights musicians get free drinks. :-) I'm not a bad musician, but I need my sheet music, and they don't seem to believe in the stuff. I try to just jam along, but it's damn hard. They've all been playing this way for 20 years and have hundreds of tunes memorized (I'm pretty good at learning songs, but memorizing just notes is much harder for me). Going to go hang out on a muck for a while now until I wake up. :-) Have a good day, everyone.

Hey, everyone. Haven’t…

Hey, everyone. Haven't been very productive lately. I keep almost wanting to write -- I get the urge (especially after reading another of the LeGuin essays on writing; I'm in the midst of her wonderful Language of the Night) but then it turns to nothing, dust when I sit at the computer. I managed to crank out one poem this morning, but only be resorting to a very strict form. Here it is -- I'm not sure yet if I like it.

It's pouring rain outside. Rather nice if you like the stuff, as I do -- I biked through it for a while this morning -- got thoroughly drenched, but it so cheered my mood for a while -- rather like a child splashing through puddles -- don't most kids enjoy that? I wonder when/why it is that most adults develop an aversion to rain...

One of you asked what other music I liked -- I thought I'd answer that in some detail here, in case anyone else was interested. (I'm occasionally still amazed that people are interested in the petty details of my life...guess we're all voyeurs at heart. :-) So, I'll listen to almost anything (except heavy metal), but I prefer music with interesting lyrics. So I like musicals (which tend to tell a story), especially Camelot, Les Mis, Chess and Jesus Christ Superstar. (I also have a sneaking fondness for Joseph, 'cause I was in a college production (I played Potiphar's wife -- typecasting, no? :-)).

I also like folk music -- both traditional and modern. Stan Rogers, Maddy Prior, Christine Lavin, Loreena McKennitt, Sally Fingerett....if you haven't listened to anything in the field, Christine Lavin is a great introduction -- her songs are all either really funny or really sad. I particularly like "The Kind of Love You Never Recover From" and "Don't Ever Call Your Sweetheart By His Name". Stan Rogers is one of the classic folk musicians, with great sea chanteys like "The Mary Ellen Carter".

I like occasional pop/rock singers -- Indigo Girls, Tori Amos, John Cougar Meloncamp (sp?), Sophie B. Hawkins, Annie Lennox, Tracy Chapman...oh, and the woman who does "The Queen and the Soldier". I forget her name, but that's an amazing song.

Finally, I also like world music and classical music. I don't know as much about world music, but I've got a bunch of favorite Celtic bands -- Boiled in Lead, Black 47, Dubliners, Chieftains, Clannad, etc. and so on. As for classical, I played classical piano for 10 years and flute for 7, so I got a pretty good exposure to the masters. I tend to like the more dramatic ones -- Tchaikovsky and Rachmaninoff and Stravinsky. :-)

Whew -- that was probably more than you wanted to know...:-) Oh, let me stick in a plug for The Flash Girls -- a new group, one of whose members, Emma Bull, is also an excellent fantasy writer. That pretty much covers it.

Hey, I’m back from…

Hey, I'm back from visiting the family. Things went about as well as could be expected. You may see some poems or stories about it in a bit, but I'm still assimillating it all now. It's good to be home again.

Not much else to say right now -- I'm churning through the appalling amount of mail that piled up while I was gone (one of the fairly quiet lists I'm on exploded into a flame war), and after that there's lots and lots of work to be done. Bought a new CD today by Ani Difranco (on the recommendation of a soul- sib I recently met on-line). Haven't decided yet whether I like it, but I think probably yes. Finished the collected Time Patrol stories by Poul Anderson while I was gone -- excellent stories. If you like history and/or time travel, you should definitely hunt these up. It took me a while to get through them, because after each one I had to stop and think about it for a while (usually I just devour short stories -- a bad habit).

Playing Magic again today. The game is addictive. :-)