My characters quote The Outer Limits in bed.
Not even my porn is non-geeky.
Not even my porn is non-geeky.
May 19th, 2006
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mayamaia, silver_fish, and soultornasunder!
Medical
The usual so far today.
Muppet Newsflash!
Really awesome Muppet exhibit at the Smithsonian, now til September 4. Road trip, anyone?
Friday Memeage...
Wearing
Jeans, Hello-Kitty-Style Klingon shirt, plain black panties, purple polka-dot bra.
Reading
Widdershins, by Charles de Lint!
Elayna is Reading
Eragon. Yes, she's finally gotten around to it.
Planning
Today is Field Day. I have two hours of helping supervise a hundred fourth and fifth graders, and rooting for Elayna's class!
This weekend, the mother-in-law. We have dinner plans for Saturday (Floataway Cafe), but none for Sunday - Atlantans, are there any good restaurants open on Sunday?
And you?
Boston Trip!
Signup sheet is up at the top of my LJ! I say so here because I'm not sure if backdated posts appear on people's friendslists.
Hello to new readers
mayamaia, silver_fish, and soultornasunder!Medical
The usual so far today.
Muppet Newsflash!
Really awesome Muppet exhibit at the Smithsonian, now til September 4. Road trip, anyone?
Friday Memeage...
Wearing
Jeans, Hello-Kitty-Style Klingon shirt, plain black panties, purple polka-dot bra.
Reading
Widdershins, by Charles de Lint!
Elayna is Reading
Eragon. Yes, she's finally gotten around to it.
Planning
Today is Field Day. I have two hours of helping supervise a hundred fourth and fifth graders, and rooting for Elayna's class!
This weekend, the mother-in-law. We have dinner plans for Saturday (Floataway Cafe), but none for Sunday - Atlantans, are there any good restaurants open on Sunday?
And you?
Boston Trip!
Signup sheet is up at the top of my LJ! I say so here because I'm not sure if backdated posts appear on people's friendslists.
(Previous Frenzies can be found here.)
Because it's been a while, and because I have an influx of new people and this is the best way to get to know them: Friending Frenzy!
What's a Friending Frenzy, you ask? Well, I'll tell you.
I happen to have the most kickass readers on LJ. Seriously, I do. And I'm sure you nifty and interesting people would all get a kick out of each other. So here's your chance to get to know each other!
Post a brief bio of yourself/your LJ in comments. People looking for shiny new LJfriends will add you. If you want shiny new LJfriends, peruse the bios other people post. It's easy and fun!
Ready... set... *turns off comment notification because she's not *that* crazy*...
Go! :)
Because it's been a while, and because I have an influx of new people and this is the best way to get to know them: Friending Frenzy!
What's a Friending Frenzy, you ask? Well, I'll tell you.
I happen to have the most kickass readers on LJ. Seriously, I do. And I'm sure you nifty and interesting people would all get a kick out of each other. So here's your chance to get to know each other!
Post a brief bio of yourself/your LJ in comments. People looking for shiny new LJfriends will add you. If you want shiny new LJfriends, peruse the bios other people post. It's easy and fun!
Ready... set... *turns off comment notification because she's not *that* crazy*...
Go! :)
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Picture is here, in case they don't allow hotlinking the image...
( And it's a pretty big image. )
*blink*
*blink* *blink*
Um.
So. Much. Hate.
Okay, I understand, storywise, why they included Superboy. I'd be happier if they didn't, because I see it as more of an ensemble book, but classically, he does have history there, and they want someone familiar to draw in the new viewers.
But... I don't like the art. Superboy and Lightning Lad look fine. But the girls look a bit on the bizarre side. And, uh, Timber Wolf? Okaaaay. I can see how they might have wanted characters who don't look Just Like humans....
But my true hate is reserved for the character design of Brainiac 5. That's not Brainiac 5. It's a stoned Beast Boy with surfer hair and a tiara.
The writing better be good.
( And it's a pretty big image. )
*blink*
*blink* *blink*
Um.
So. Much. Hate.
Okay, I understand, storywise, why they included Superboy. I'd be happier if they didn't, because I see it as more of an ensemble book, but classically, he does have history there, and they want someone familiar to draw in the new viewers.
But... I don't like the art. Superboy and Lightning Lad look fine. But the girls look a bit on the bizarre side. And, uh, Timber Wolf? Okaaaay. I can see how they might have wanted characters who don't look Just Like humans....
But my true hate is reserved for the character design of Brainiac 5. That's not Brainiac 5. It's a stoned Beast Boy with surfer hair and a tiara.
The writing better be good.
11something, in shower. Simple partial seizure, no loss of consciousness. Mostly visual. World exploded in light, pretty much. Then there was... it feels like ten or so minutes, but I don't know how long - I always get time dilation in seizures. But then there was a continual shower of pinpoints of light. (light did not coincide with water from actual shower.) Like being in the middle of a meteor shower or actually a comet shower - lights had trails. Wasn't able to see beyond the lights, but could feel shower walls - braced myself on them because my brain knew that it had to not let my body fall. Brain didn't make the leap to sitting down being a better way to not fall.
Gradually faded into being able to see the lights AND the rest of the world, then the lights went away.
Panicked when I came back to myself, because it's Field Day and I *promised* Elayna I'd be there, but I don't feel safe driving the day of a seizure. I've never had two in one day, I think, unless they're *right* on top of each other - but also, this is a kind of seizure I rarely have, so I just don't know. But Static Eddie can give me a ride to Field Day, so I can calm down now.
*llooks* That's a bad description. Will fix later.
Gradually faded into being able to see the lights AND the rest of the world, then the lights went away.
Panicked when I came back to myself, because it's Field Day and I *promised* Elayna I'd be there, but I don't feel safe driving the day of a seizure. I've never had two in one day, I think, unless they're *right* on top of each other - but also, this is a kind of seizure I rarely have, so I just don't know. But Static Eddie can give me a ride to Field Day, so I can calm down now.
*llooks* That's a bad description. Will fix later.
* static_eddie brought me to Field Day, which was great fun, as always...
* And then, after Elayna changed out of her wet clothes (water relay), we went to Noodle, JavaMonkey, Taste, and Little Shop of Stories! Withstatic_eddie and newly-met scarletazalea, who was very nifty.
* End result: We have been running about and/or been very socially active for, um, about seven hours, and I am about done. *falls over* I was about done by 4 or 5, but kept pushing through because I was having fun.
* We have Mother's Day/birthday gifts for my mother-in-law, and a bunch of books for me, including Different Dances, a very adult book by Shel Silverstein, which the author himself describes thusly:
a modern
ballet
where
lovers are ground
to hamburger
wives are turned into chairs
TV sets eat people
flowers grow from
children's heads
God is uncovered -- and
re-covered
and men are hung
by the instrument
of their desire
My new coffee-table book. *hugs book of cartoon blowjobs by author known primarily for children's poetry*
static_eddie brought me to Field Day, which was great fun, as always... * And then, after Elayna changed out of her wet clothes (water relay), we went to Noodle, JavaMonkey, Taste, and Little Shop of Stories! With
static_eddie and newly-met scarletazalea, who was very nifty.* End result: We have been running about and/or been very socially active for, um, about seven hours, and I am about done. *falls over* I was about done by 4 or 5, but kept pushing through because I was having fun.
* We have Mother's Day/birthday gifts for my mother-in-law, and a bunch of books for me, including Different Dances, a very adult book by Shel Silverstein, which the author himself describes thusly:
a modern
ballet
where
lovers are ground
to hamburger
wives are turned into chairs
TV sets eat people
flowers grow from
children's heads
God is uncovered -- and
re-covered
and men are hung
by the instrument
of their desire
My new coffee-table book. *hugs book of cartoon blowjobs by author known primarily for children's poetry*
When I finished The Onion Girl, I wanted to kick Charles de Lint in the shins.
Jilly Coppercorn has always been his main character, though she'd never before had a book of her own; she shone through all of his Newford stories, tangle-haired and fierce and so full of love that you couldn't be around her without feeling it, all of it wrapped in a shadow of old pain, but surpassing that shadow.
He always said she'd never have a book of her own. Mostly because she was his favorite character and, well, you can't give someone the lead in a book and not have Bad Stuff happen. But he finally gave in. Jilly was persistent.
The Onion Girl made me stamp my feet and want to throw things because it was wrong. He took from Jilly and gave nothing in return. He made her less. He made her the Broken Girl, as she said.
And said he wouldn't write her again, not as a main character.
And I was so angry. Because that's not how her story ends. Okay, in an ideal world, her story never ends, and Charles becomes immortal and never stops writing her, and I become immortal and never stop reading. And I get a pony. But even in this non-ideal world, I could not accept the Jilly at the end of The Onion Girl as the forever Jilly. It was wrong.
Jilly. Doesn't. Give. Up.
And I thought maybe Charles didn't know that. For all his gift, he has not been what he calls a Child of the Secret. He has not been pummeled to the ground repeatedly and risen up stronger each time. Maybe he does not know that when something breaks your body, it does not break you. It slows you. You need to work hard against it.
But, if you're anything like Jilly, you do not give up. Not after all of that. I wrote recently about people who've gone through the Bad Shit - how they know that they can fight through anything, because look what they've done already! Everything is surmountable. And when that's your life, you Know this. You can forget.... but only for a little while. It comes back.
Jilly drew Charles back into her story, against all of his intentions.
Healing is never painless. And maybe that's why Charles shied away from this book for so long.
But healing is necessary.
And he gave her that. These pages and words, this place to heal herself and become who she is once again, and more than ever.
This book is right.
Jilly Coppercorn has always been his main character, though she'd never before had a book of her own; she shone through all of his Newford stories, tangle-haired and fierce and so full of love that you couldn't be around her without feeling it, all of it wrapped in a shadow of old pain, but surpassing that shadow.
He always said she'd never have a book of her own. Mostly because she was his favorite character and, well, you can't give someone the lead in a book and not have Bad Stuff happen. But he finally gave in. Jilly was persistent.
The Onion Girl made me stamp my feet and want to throw things because it was wrong. He took from Jilly and gave nothing in return. He made her less. He made her the Broken Girl, as she said.
And said he wouldn't write her again, not as a main character.
And I was so angry. Because that's not how her story ends. Okay, in an ideal world, her story never ends, and Charles becomes immortal and never stops writing her, and I become immortal and never stop reading. And I get a pony. But even in this non-ideal world, I could not accept the Jilly at the end of The Onion Girl as the forever Jilly. It was wrong.
Jilly. Doesn't. Give. Up.
And I thought maybe Charles didn't know that. For all his gift, he has not been what he calls a Child of the Secret. He has not been pummeled to the ground repeatedly and risen up stronger each time. Maybe he does not know that when something breaks your body, it does not break you. It slows you. You need to work hard against it.
But, if you're anything like Jilly, you do not give up. Not after all of that. I wrote recently about people who've gone through the Bad Shit - how they know that they can fight through anything, because look what they've done already! Everything is surmountable. And when that's your life, you Know this. You can forget.... but only for a little while. It comes back.
Jilly drew Charles back into her story, against all of his intentions.
Healing is never painless. And maybe that's why Charles shied away from this book for so long.
But healing is necessary.
And he gave her that. These pages and words, this place to heal herself and become who she is once again, and more than ever.
This book is right.
