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I make it a habit of checking out Brad Choate’s Hello, World site at least once a week. He’s one of the major MT plugin writers out there, and he…

I make it a habit of checking out Brad Choate’s Hello, World site at least once a week. He’s one of the major MT plugin writers out there, and he does Good Stuff.

One timely example is his CatX plugin, which adds some additional tags in MT to identify the previous category and the next one (alphabetically). That would be pretty useless here, I’m using it to (I think) good effect in my novel blog, since each chapter is conveniently set up to a numbered category.

If you need something like this, this is what you need.

My muse has a pitchfork, and she’s not afraid to use it

I’m now officially NaNoWriMoing. This has been made possible by two things: 1. My current job assignment is in flux, I’m reporting to a new boss, and he has been…

I'm in, dammit.I’m now officially NaNoWriMoing.

This has been made possible by two things:

1. My current job assignment is in flux, I’m reporting to a new boss, and he has been extremely uncommunicative about what I should be doing for him. This is extraordinarily stressful, but it also means I’ve had a number of free hours during the day to get a lot of writing done. And if the stress and uncertainty about What’s Going On translates itself into the writing itself, well, hey, that’s a good thing, right?

2. Margie has been fighting some sort of bug, or been working too hard, or Kitten’s been waking her up too early in the morning, or something, so she’s been hitting the sack no later than 8:30 or 9. That’s given me some quiet time to bang out a few hundred more words.

The bottom line (literally) is that my word count (new) on the short story I was noodling around with is up to 12,442. So I really don’t feel like I can’t NaNoWriMo this year, because, damn, I am. (I am damn. Damn I am.)

What this doesn’t mean:

  • I’m not going to obsess about the magic number of 50k words. Really. I don’t know that I’m not more than half-way through, so if I hit 25k and the end of the story, that’s the end of the story.
  • I’m not going to let the writing interfere with the other special events going on this month, such as my parents visiting, Margie’s parents visiting, Thanksgiving, Christmas shopping, Christmas Card Sending, or such things. That was a big problem last year.
  • I’m not going to let the writing interfere (significantly) with day-to-day life. No sequestering myself upstairs to catch up while Margie is stuck with the Kitten all day. No sacrificing building fence gates so that I can write, write, write. No letting this get in the way of my being a participating member of my household. No letting it add to Margie’s workload (aside from her having to respond to my incessant whining about whether she’s really liking the story or not). This was the other big problem last year.

What this does mean:

  • I’m definitely going to bug Margie about a NaNoWriMo t-shirt.
  • It means my boss will call me this morning and tell me about the job assignment that will consume every waking moment of my life between now and the end of the month. I guarantee it.

UPDATE: I kid you not, but as soon as I’d posted this, I got an e-mail from my new boss, asking if we could set up a phone call this afternoon to talk about my assignment.

Saturdaze

We wrapped up Doyce’s Star Wars campaign before November/December hiatus last night. Next installment to begin in January, and ten years later, which will move us just to about the…

We wrapped up Doyce’s Star Wars campaign before November/December hiatus last night. Next installment to begin in January, and ten years later, which will move us just to about the Episode II era. I suspect things will not be going well for Dag in the interim; his relationship with Nayda is doomed to a bitter end.

Got to sleep in today, while Margie took care of Katherine. Then it was off on errands (including an errand of mercy to drop off the Firefly tape from last night to the Testerfolks; Doyce ran out of space on his).

Then home again, home again, jiggety-jig, and swinging into action on Operation: MyGodTheParentsAreComing. This afternoon’s target was the dining room. Tomorrow: the breakfast table.

Been thinking about my short story I’m doing this month instead of NaNoWriMo. Now that I’m at the keyboard, of course, I’m finding myself fatigued, and with a zillion excuses not to write.

Such as Excuse #27: Boy, I’d Better Post Something In My Blog …

Cross-dressing

This week’s RPG WISH: What do you think about cross-gender characters (i.e., men playing female characters and women playing male characters)? What about GMs playing them as NPCs? UPDATE: Doyce,…

This week’s RPG WISH:

What do you think about cross-gender characters (i.e., men playing female characters and women playing male characters)? What about GMs playing them as NPCs?

UPDATE: Doyce, not surprisingly, does a great job looking at different styles of doing this, including Yours Truly and Wife. Everything else he says about folks there is true.

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Books

It’s the Friday Group Therapy….

It’s the Friday Group Therapy.

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Your Mission, Monday

The Monday Mission 2.33:…

The Monday Mission 2.33:

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Blogger Insider

My previous BI partner never replied, but Karen’s right here, right now, and rarin’ to go. So here’s this week’s Blogger Insider, courtesy of Karen at Kacroon. 1 – I…

My previous BI partner never replied, but Karen’s right here, right now, and rarin’ to go. So here’s this week’s Blogger Insider, courtesy of Karen at Kacroon.

1 – I see many quizzes – are you addicted to doing them?

I suppose. On the Personality Quizzes (“You are: EMPEROR PALPATINE!”), I’ve gotten more selective these days. They have to have very cool graphics, a fun subject, or questions that seem at least slightly meaningful. On the Personality Q&A (like, er, Blogger Insider), I’ve got a near-daily stable of them that I indulge in. It lets the topics find me, rather than them. And, since I think blogging is an extremely egotistical exercise, it let’s me talk about the important stuff, to wit, ME, ME, ME.

2 – How did you hear about Blogging and what tempted you to start?

My bud Doyce got me into it. “Hey, man, I found the coolest stuff. It’ll really blow your socks off. Hey, come on … first post is free …” The rest is, sadly, history.

3 – Have you being dreaming of having nightmares about your “local” fire?

No. Aside from waking up with a mouth tasting like a bad trip to a smoky pub, I’ve not had it affect my sleep (or dreams) at all. I don’t remember my dreams much, anyway.

4 – What, other than family, would be the one thing you would save if you had to?

Probably my notebook computer. Too much of my life is on this beast. I’ve got a little fire-resistant lockbox I’d try to grab. My wedding album. The Muro over the fireplace. The … OHMYGOD, THE WINE …

I’m assuming you include the cats in the category of “family.”

5 – Is the smoke actually that close that it is in the house?

It didn’t get so thick that it was visible inside the house (along the lines of, “What the hell did you last cook in the oven, honey?”). But it slightly dimmed the view even to the house behind us.

6 – How long have you had a beard and why have you got it??!!

I first grew a beard … hmmm, I think it was post-college, though I grew a moustache while there (using the excuse of a play I was in). I’ve had it on and off, mostly on, in various forms, since then. My changes in facial hair have gotten further apart over the years, though I did go from goateed to cleanshaven to bearded again so far this year.

As to why … well partly vanity (a desperate attempt to cover a multitude a chins), partly laziness (it’s a lot faster and easier to shave if most of your face is covered in hair, and you can get by for a day or two without shaving if need be).

7 – If you could take anyone famous, dead or alive, for a drink, who would
it be??

At the risk of cliche, it would probably be Jesus Christ. Actually, I fancy having a drink with Jesus. A nice, relaxed setting for asking a lot of questions I’m rather tense about the answers to.

8 – Have you ever, or would you wear flip flops?

Assuming that in the UK “flip flops” refer to sandals with no backs to them …

I wore flip-flops when I was Very Young. A decade or more ago I was reintroduced to sandals, via Birkenstocks. I’ve since graduated to Tivas. I like wearing sandals — very convenient on and off, not to mention comfortable.

9 – How many of the extensive list of blogs, do you read on a daily basis?
Honestly….!!

I hit all of the Gottas daily, if not more often. The Wannas every other day or so. The Oughtas maybe once a week. The Source Material I try to hit at least weekly (though the bottom three are more like daily).

But not at work. Never at work. Nosirree, that would be against company policy, you betcha …

10 – The photo of you on the About page, where in the world are you?

Atop Mt. Evans, once of the “14ers” near Denver (as in “14,000 feet above sea level”). It’s actually home to the highest paved highway in the US (or something like that), which will take you within about 100 breathless yards from the top. It’s a great place to bring visitors.

11 – Where an earth did the names from the cats come from?

“Mist” was named that when he sort of came into our life from the shadows, plus his grey color, plus I had this weird thing at the time about giving all my cats names starting with “M”.

“Indy” was named after Indiana (“We named the cat Indiana”), which is the state where, as a stray, he was given to us by some friends. His full name is “Indiana Pizza & Beer,” after his first meal wandering up to the bonfire the night before we arrived.

12 – How close are you to finishing your novel?

Heh. To paraphrase Paul Valery, a novel is never finished, only abandoned. The first novel I started on shortly after college needs probably about two weeks of concentrated effort to give it one final buffing. The NaNoWriMo novel I did last November could use a bit more work than that, but is less likely to get it.

One of these days …

13 – What would be the one wish that you could grant for your daughter?

Could grant or would grant?

The only one I can grant is to be the best father I know how to be — supportive, teaching, entertaining, loving, nurturing, providing, etc.

The one I would grant, if I could with a wave of my hand, would be that she would live in joy.

14 – Actually, what is you daughter called?

Katherine Lydia Hill, the middle name after my mom’s mom. A/k/a, Little Girl, Kitten, KATHERINE-NO!, Squiggy-boo, and Kitten.

15 – What is the naughtiest thing you have ever done?

When but a wee lad of five or six, I sprinkled salt and pepper about the kitchen counters, then ran to my mom and blamed my younger brother. Once he was banished to his room, I tried the same thing again, sprinkling sugar this time as well, and adding to it the story that my brother had not only done this thing, but had left his banishment to do so. Alas, I didn’t know my mother could see into the kitchen from where she was …

A memorable Talking To ensued …

Thursday, Thursday, Thursday!

Time for the Thursday Thumb-Twiddler … 1. Would you remain in a marriage if you found out your mate had had an affair? What if it had happened more than…

Time for the Thursday Thumb-Twiddler

1. Would you remain in a marriage if you found out your mate had had an affair? What if it had happened more than once?

I probably would, but it would be a pretty badly damaged marriage, with a lot of trust issues wrenched out of joint. Of course, clearly there would be a lot of problems already, if Margie decided she had to go outside the marriage to have an affair, without even discussing it with me.

2. If you knew that if you devoted yourself to any single occupation — music, writing, acting, business, politics, medicine, etc. — and be among the best and most successful in the world, what would you choose?

It would probably be writing. It’s something I’ve had a hankering to do, have enjoyed doing, and would like to do again some day. Well, beyond this blog.

3. What word or short phrase should people say more often?

“Please.” And/or “Thank you.” “My mistake” would be a good one, too. And “After you.”

Politeness: it’s the lubrication system in the engine which is life.

Blogger Insider

Woo-hoo! These weren’t due until the end of next week, but since Kara (of Sanity Denied) and I exchanged questions (and answers) so soon, I might as well post these….

Woo-hoo! These weren’t due until the end of next week, but since Kara (of Sanity Denied) and I exchanged questions (and answers) so soon, I might as well post these. Besides, Blogger Insider took a break last fortnight.

Here are Kara’s questions and my answers. Hit her site for the reverse.

1. I went back and read your archives. I was really enthralled by the way you seemed to post and update exactly how you felt at each moment durind the terror of 9/11. I think a lot of people’s blogs from that day stand as an incredible monument to their feelings and the powerful emotions of that day. Do you ever reread that section of your archives, and if you do, what are your feelings?

I’ve been intentionally not going back and rereading things until I get to some major anniversaries. The 24th of this month, for example, is six months since I began blogging, and I’ll probably do something then. And when we get around to 11 March, I’ll probably go back and reread them.

Well, that’s not 100% true. I had cause to go back and take a quick look, and it was interesting watching my emotions bob up and down that day, and the few days following — lots of anger, but also lots of trying to intellectualize the whole thing.

All I know is that I’m glad I have the blog, because, frankly, I don’t remember much of those couple of days.

2. How is your New Year’s resolution coming along?

Heh. Well, my pants have been feeling a little loose. I’ll know tomorrow, because a few days after New Years I was in at the doctors and was Officially Weighted at 248 … and I’m going in tomorrow and we’ll see what they say.

I was just noticing that, in trying to keep Katherine from ruining her appetite for dinner, and so not giving in to her desire for snacks, I’m also perforce not snacking, which is probably a Good Thing. Scratch that — I know it’s a Good Thing.

3. What is the most unexpected or suprising experience you have had as a
parent?

As a global thing, just the incredible time sink it’s been. I look back on those feckless days of, “Sigh, here we are in the afternoon on a weekend with just nothing to do. Let’s hop in the car and drive someplace,” and marvel.

As a specific thing, it was probably the first time Katherine climbed out of her crib (during an afternoon nap), toddled downstairs, past where I was sitting at the breakfast table (within eyeshot, if I’d turned my head), went out to the living room, got a knick-knack, and walked back to me and … I finally spotted her. “Gah!” (That was me, not Katherine.)

4. What was your first meeting with Margie like? There has to be a good
story behind all that love!

Actually, Margie and I met in college, introduced by a friend of ours who was running a D&D game and invited us both to it. We were friends then, good friends, and stayed in touch through the various intervening years (and a marriage on my part, where Margie was one of the bridesmaids, as she was also a friend with my now-ex).

So I don’t remember much of that first meeting. Certainly it was not memorable in terms of anything interesting happening, but it was memorable in that we met playing That Evil Demonic Game (which, in fact, is where I’ve met probably 90% of my friends).

Now, asking her out for our first date … there’s an interesting story. But that’s not what you asked. 🙂

5.Tell me more about NaNoWriMo, and how you conquered it.

National Novel Writing Month, a/k/a “Take November, Wad It Up Into A Little Ball, And Throw Any Non-Writing Activities You Had Planned Then Into The Trash.” I conquered it by (a) being someone who writes a lot as part of his job, (b) deciding I would do something fun, not profound, (c) deciding I would not go back and revise lest I never get past the first chapter, and (d) having a wonderful wife who let me sequester myself upstairs for a couple of all-day catch-up fests. Having a friend who was also doing it helped, too, since that made it a bit of a competition.

6. Name your top five places to visit on the web (not weblogs).

In terms of frequency of visits? Amazon, Google … er, SpamCop … um, RefDesk, … damn, I really don’t go that many other places these days, besides blogs. The Rocky Mountain News, the Christian Science Monitor, Yahoo News, and the Wall Street Journal as news fodder for my blog.

7. Do people “in real life” know about your weblog, for instance, people
from work or extended family members? Have they ever reacted negatively to
anything you’ve blogged about? If so, how did you deal with it?

My folks know about it, and read it — my mom does, at least. I’ve mentioned it to my in-laws, but they’re not much into Web stuff. Most of my local friends know about it. I don’t know that anyone at work knows — but I assume that they can find it, so I’m always very discreet about work-related stuff (especially anything involving managing or HR or stuff like that).

So far I’ve not had any negative reactions from anyone from those arenas — but I endeavor at all time to be inoffensive, so …

8. Do you consider yourself an “artist” or a “scientist”?

Tough one. I’d probably say artist, if pressed — but I try to apply logic and reason to the things I do, esp. at work, as well as creativity.

9. Favorite book?

Urg. I hate this question, if only because I read voraciously, and I only tend to read what I enjoy (reading is entertainment for me, not education). So I’m drawing a blank here. I can tell you what I’m presently reading, which is Which Lie Did I Tell? by William Goldman, one of his books detailing his career as a screenwriter. Vastly entertaining and an interesting introduction to the screenwriting trade.

10. The answer is… 16. What is the question?

“When did you learn to drive?” “What’s four squared?” “What base is hexidecimal?” “How many comic books are in the bag you just picked up from the comic book store?” And we’ll leave it at that.

Blogger Insider

I almost missed my deadline here, but I managed to squeak it out. Yes, it’s another installment of Blogger Insider, where random bloggers send 10-15 probing, penetrating, and otherwise inappropriately…

I almost missed my deadline here, but I managed to squeak it out. Yes, it’s another installment of Blogger Insider, where random bloggers send 10-15 probing, penetrating, and otherwise inappropriately touching questions to each other.

My partner this week is Eleanor Holmes. Of the three BI folks I’ve been linked with, she’s doubtless the most “compatible,” since she enjoys both RPGs and “Undercover Blues.” Her being from Australia lends a mysterious, exotic, foreign air to her great question — along with that cute Australian accent.

Since I just sent my questions to her (almost missing it, here in Faerie), she probably hasn’t answered them yet, but here are hers to me.

1. Ah-ha… Someone I could have lengthy LotR discussions with, I see! So, what would you define as the central theme of the books, and how does that relate to the movie? (I feel like I’m setting exam questions here!) I think that Peter Jackson has nailed it right on the head. The theme of the books is the influential role of the individual in the affairs of history. Sure, you’ve got this grand, sweeping, epic drama, with prophecies and the like scattered like buckshot. But, bottom line, the story is about how a couple of very small, very ordinary country folks manage, through great personal struggle and sacrifice, to overthrow the greatest evil in the land. Frodo is the least likely individual to do away with the Ring. Aragorn, Gandalf, Galadriel, even Boromir — all the Mighty and Powerful would seem far better choices. But against all odds, his personal dedication — and the dedication and love of his friend, Sam, make it happen, where any of the others would ultimately have failed. Great stuff, and very unexpected for most people.

2. Blogging: the lovely SJ stole my initial question (what made you start?) so I’ll ask: if you could have your blog be as beloved and famous as any other idolized blog, which would you pick? Eep! That’s a tough one, as there are many other blogs out there which I admire (as the Link List o’ Admired Blogs off to the left indicates). I’d probably have to say InstaPundit. I have a lot of admiration for the author (even when I don’t agree with him), and I think that in addition to something informative and entertaining, he’s actually providing a public service. Good stuff.

3. What’s your favorite smell in the world? Sauteeing onions and garlic. The basis for many, many, many good meals that Margie has cooked me.

4. I’m impressed to see that you did NaNoWriMo; I tried, but found that I just didn’t have time, and stopped. Tell us a bit about where you got your inspiration, and words of wisdom you’d pass to those trying it next year? Well, I have to confess that I will probably not do it next year, largely because it shot the bloody hell out of both my November and December schedules. That having been said, I was inspired by my wife (who supported me), my pal Doyce (who suggested the damned thing in the first place, the Infernal Gateway Drug that he is), any number of comic book writers, Kevin Smith, Stephen Brust, Neil Gaiman, and my own personal muse, who is still lolling, sated, somewhere in the back of my head. Words of wisdom I have to pass on from Roger Zelazny:

I try to write every day. I used to try to write four times a day, minimum of three sentences each time. It doesn’t sound like much but it’s kinda like the hare and the tortoise. If you try that several times a day you’re going to do more than three sentences, one of them is going to catch on. You’re going to say “Oh boy!” and then you just write. You fill up the page and the next page But you have a certain minimum so that at the end of the day, you can say “Hey I wrote four times today, three sentences, a dozen sentences. Each sentence is maybe twenty word long. That’s 240 words which is a page of copy, so at least I didn’t goof off completely today. I got a page for my efforts and tomorrow it might be easier because I’ve moved as far as I have”.

5. When you write, what do you need in your immediate environment to make you productive and efficient? Not much. A keyboard (because I can type about 40% as fast as I can think, which is far better than with any other medium). Some scrap paper. If I want to really pound things out, music and earphones help. Margie saved my butt during NaNoWriMo by taking care of Katherine while I sequestered myself in the guest room.

6. You’re a gamer! Hooray! So, go on. Tell us about your fave character.
Please? 🙂
Based on the verbiage I’ve dedicated to him, it would have to be Grinthorn, a half-elvish bard. I played him in a roll-your-own campaign during college, wrote a novel about him (which is not yet finally finished), extended his adventures into an abortive PBeM Mage: The Ascension campaign, and then turned him into a PBeM Amber character. In all incarnations, he’s a sassy bastard (literally), whose taken his childhood experiences of rejection and turned them into an iconoclastic turn-about rejection of authority. Which is nothing like me, but he’s the closest to my “voice” of all the characters I’ve ever run.

7. One of my favorite questions: If you could live in the ‘reality’ of any
one RPG or game system, what would you pick? What kind of person would you be?
Frankly, the “reality” of most game systems frightens the bejeebers out of me, since they are all front-loaded with lots of threats. Not that RL isn’t threatening, but it’s threats I know and can (mostly) manage. I’d probably either choose Phage’s Amber system, as one of the kids of that realm, or some sort of a metahuman hero in one of any number of supers RPGs. The latter is usually relatively straightforward and familiar, but with the bennies of some sort of keen power. The former would be far riskier, but with the possibilities of more significant powers. Plus I’d like to meet Fiona. And Flora.

[Question 8 never arrived. No, really.]

9. SJ swiped the Desert Island book question, so I’ll chime in with Desert
Island Discs: pick a dozen albums you’d take with you to aforementioned
desert island. (Alright alright, you can have something to play the albums
on if you like.)
Not fair! I’m hundreds of miles away from my collection! Yeesh! Hmmmm. A few I can think of:

  • Sting, Nine Summoner’s Tales
  • John Barry, Moviola
  • Enya, Shepherd Moons
  • Handel, Messiah (pref. the Christopher Hogwood recording)
  • Frente, Labour of Love
  • Loreena McKennitt, The Visit
  • Bach, The Brandenburg Concertos

    That’s all I can come up with off-hand … after this I’d have to cheat and start coming up with the 12-Disc Greatest Hits of the 80s, or the Collected Beethoven Symphonies or something.

    10. Many people have talked about the problems of integrating gaming into a normal family social life. Have you found it’s caused problems for you? Being married to a roleplayer must make it easier, but with Katherine it must still be a juggle. How’ve you found it to be? It’s certainly a lot easier being married to a role-player. Katherine has “kept me” from GMing since she was born, but that all changes in a few weeks, so we’ll see. But it does take time, and social commitment, and right now Margie and I are trading off Fridays playing in different campaigns while the other stays home with Katherine (and, truth be told, sort of enjoys a quiet night of being alone, once she’s asleep). Doyce and Jackie, friends of ours, both game, and they’ve managed to integrate Justin, their 11-year-old into the proceedings pretty well — he goes to cons with them, games in some things that Doyce runs, or just hangs out, tolerantly, since they spend a lot of non-game time with him, too. And the latter is probably the secret to making it work.

    11. If you had one hour to spend online every day, what would you do with
    it? How much time reading email, what sites would you visit, what forums
    would you hang out on, where would you surf?
    Egad. I’d probably spend about 20 minutes on e-mail (and cut way back on my mailing lists), 30 minutes blogging, and the remaining 10 minutes doing online “business” — shopping at Amazon, paying bills at PayMyBills, etc. But I wouldn’t like it.

    12. Of what achievement are you most proud? I try not to toot my own horn. Really. I’m always afraid I’ll say, “Yes, I’m horribly, horribly proud of this painting here,” only to have someone say, “Eewwww.” I’d have to say, at this point in my life, it’s been building a wonderful, wonderful marriage (particularly given some problems I had last time around). I had help, of course. But I’m proud of what we have, and what we’ve done, and of the little girl we’re bringing up.

    Isn’t that just too sappy for words? 🙂

  • D-man down! D-man down!

    So I’m over here watching the Boy, working off the D-man’s crazy ergonomic keyboard. Y’know how they say that the QWERTY layout was designed to slow down typing so that…

    So I’m over here watching the Boy, working off the D-man’s crazy ergonomic keyboard. Y’know how they say that the QWERTY layout was designed to slow down typing so that early manual typewriter keys wouldn’t stick? I’m convinced Micro$oft invented the ergo keyboard to similarly keep their operating systems from crashing. Or something like that.

    But enough about the D-man. Let’s talk about me.

    Today was a day when I expected to get Lots of Stuff done, and ended up doing none of it. Between a church lunch thang and abruptly deciding that I needed a three hour nap in the middle of the afternoon, this has not been a terribly productive day. Hence the lack of, well, stuff here. Apologies to my readers.

    I’ve been feeling a little stressed of late, like I have too many things on my plate and not enough plate to hold it all, and, worst of all, one of those really cheap plastic forks to eat it with, the type with the tines that fold in half when they encounter, for example, food.

    I have my blog, of course. Clearly that takes a fair amount of time. (And none of these are commitments that I don’t enjoy, mind you.) Probably need to reach a balance there.

    I have NaNoWriMo going on, which I’d be half-inclined to suspend, but, dammit, I made it through half the month, and I’m gonna make it through the second half. Dammit.

    That ties into my commitment to get a game running. Which is probably a New Calendar Year thing, but which weighs on me.

    Commitments at work, of course. Defining processes (internal and external). Being a manager. Finishing the two damned employee reviews that are going on a month late.

    Reading.

    Little things like taking care of Katherine and being a good hubby and getting the place cleaned up and ready for Thanksgiving.

    Oh, yeah. Starting Christmas stuff. We bought our cards. Now I have to do them. Oh, wait, I never collated in the address changes from last year. Gotta do that. And print out envelopes. And …

    And that’s not counting the other long-term projects.

    Oh, and I really need to turn over the church web page to this other gal that can give it the time and attention it needs.

    And stuff like that.

    Hmmmm. I’d like a little cheese with that whine.

    Anyway, I hope D-man is feeling better soon. Really, truly. This one’s for you, dude.

    They fight crime!

    They fight crime! This is scary. This is funny. He’s a superhumanly strong voodoo romance novelist for the 21st century. She’s a wealthy motormouth snake charmer who inherited a spooky…

    They fight crime!

    This is scary. This is funny.

    He’s a superhumanly strong voodoo romance novelist for the 21st century. She’s a wealthy motormouth snake charmer who inherited a spooky stately manor from her late maiden aunt. They fight crime!

    He’s a Nobel prize-winning amnesiac ex-con living undercover at Ringling Bros. Circus. She’s a ditzy Buddhist detective fleeing from a Satanic cult. They fight crime!

    The scary part about this funny thing? Each one I see makes me think … “Hey, yeah, that would make an interesting story ….”

    (Via Doyce)

    WiDdy remarks

    I blog. I am doing NaNoWriMo, which means I’m doing even more writing. And I belong to WiD (Writing in the Dark), a blog support group for some NaNoWriMo writers….

    I blog.

    I am doing NaNoWriMo, which means I’m doing even more writing.

    And I belong to WiD (Writing in the Dark), a blog support group for some NaNoWriMo writers.

    Pylduck notes how really (admirably) weird this is.

    And to bed

    Last clean-up in the kitchen — put plastic over the yummy pumpkin cake with apple struedel topping Margie made today. Take down the trash for the collectors to haul off…

    Last clean-up in the kitchen — put plastic over the yummy pumpkin cake with apple struedel topping Margie made today. Take down the trash for the collectors to haul off tomorrow morning — including, sadly, the microwave I first bought here in Denver when I moved, in a desperate late-night frenzy of big-box shopping, lest I be forced to reheat leftovers on the stove or in the oven.

    Big, bright full moon out, all the moreso for the unlit lights at the neighbors’ houses. First full moon Halloween in some decades, and last for some decades more. Cats are inside, doubtless annoyed, but precaution (especially for little black Indy) against random cruelty.

    Lots of words written, a portent of things to come starting tomorrow. Rey’s designed a t-shirt — a must-have for the “Writing in the Dark” group.

    Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as the headlights, but you make the whole trip that way.
              — E. L. Doctorow (b. 1931)

    Beep-beep.

    And good night.

    Word counts

    In the month of October (1000+ hits! Woo-hoo!), this blog was 47,504 words long. That is including the dates, timestamps, and “comments (0)” tags. It also includes the block quotes…

    In the month of October (1000+ hits! Woo-hoo!), this blog was 47,504 words long.

    That is including the dates, timestamps, and “comments (0)” tags. It also includes the block quotes from other sources.

    That’s excluding the Link List o’ Horror, etc.

    I can do this NaNoWriMo thing. Really.

    My biggest concern is that all the cool ideas I’ve had bubbling around in my head the last two weeks will come spilling out, lickety-split, way too sketchily, way too fast, leaving me with 29 days and 45,000 words to the final scene I have in mind.

    Well, that’s probably not my biggest concern, but we’ll leave that for some other time.

    Gloom, despair, and anxiety are we …

    I was going to write a long post about NaNoWriMo Angst. But Doyce beat me to it. But, like him, I’m also excited. I mean — damn, what a challenge….

    I was going to write a long post about NaNoWriMo Angst. But Doyce beat me to it.

    But, like him, I’m also excited. I mean — damn, what a challenge. A palpable, creative challenge. Wow. Juices flowing. Freezing in my veins on occasion, but flowing most of the times.

    Wow. Giddy as a schoolgirl … who has a 50,000 word essay due November 30th for the teacher she’s got a crush on.

    Those who want to follow along (and I’m at least as daunted by the thoughts that folks will be reading it as that I have to write it) can go to the “My NaNoWriMo” link to the upper right of this blog. Those who don’t — just keep coming back here. I’ll keep writing, though probably only a couple of times a day.

    Yeep!

    (By the way … I broke 1000 visits today, as of 5:30ish p.m. Yee-haw!)

    Unfinished business

    Things I’ve had on my List of Things To Do for too long: Finishing my novel. No, my old novel. Stuck in an endless series of re-writes. A whole shitload…

    Things I’ve had on my List of Things To Do for too long:

    • Finishing my novel. No, my old novel. Stuck in an endless series of re-writes.
    • A whole shitload of genealogical info to compile, esp. from Margie’s family, esp. from the family reunion two or three summers ago.
    • Mapping the yard, so that we can do some real planning for it.
    • Scanning old photos.
    • Labeling and booking the photos from our England trip two and a half years ago.
    • Labeling and booking all our other photos.
    • Sanding and restaining the rest of the railing in the house.

    That doesn’t, of course, count the more mundane things, like finishing reorganizing the basement, doing the bills, completing the computer survey at the church, getting our wills notarized, doing my PBeM logs, or getting my new WIST site set up. Oh, and starting that supers game I keep saying I’ll be starting Real Soon Now.

    So what the hell am I doing starting the NaNoWriMo thang? Hell if I know.

    At the very least I won’t get any further than a month behind on it.

    With apologies to P, P & M, and JD

    All our bags are packed, We’re ready to go, Bellboy at 5:20 Is due at our door, When we wake the baby up, I’m sure she’ll cry. But the shuttle’s…

    All our bags are packed,
    We’re ready to go,
    Bellboy at 5:20
    Is due at our door,
    When we wake the baby up,
    I’m sure she’ll cry.

    But the shuttle’s waiting,
    It’s break of day,
    Security checkpoints
    Along our way
    Orlando, Atlanta, Denver
    Through the sky.

       ‘Cause we’re leavin’ on a jet plane,
       Don’t know when we’ll be back again,
       Good times, but good to go.

    There’s so many times
    We woke ere dawn,
    Bags are full,
    Our credit gone,
    I bitched a lot,
    But it don’t mean a thing

    Went to Epcot
    Magic Kingdom, too,
    Animal Kingdom (not a zoo),
    And retail stores,
    Registers went ch-ching

       (Chorus)

    Now the time has
    Come to leave here,
    Gartner’s over,
    No need to be here,
    No more dinner
    On a plastic tray

    Check for binkies
    ‘Neath the bed
    Thoughts of home
    Dance through my head
    Disconnect,
    Put PC away.

       (Chorus)