Thoughts from Work

Got some words down on paper again at lunch.  I don’t like my low output, but with a max of a half an hour spent actually writing, I can’t get too mad at myself.

Hunter’s birthday party went off really well.  All of the kids really seemed to enjoy it.  So, having kids birthday parties at movie theater = win.  The actual movie (Where the Wild Things Are), not so much.  Apparently, it’s nothing like the book (I’ve never read it), and it’s certainly not as visceral and violent as the movie is.  There were some pretty disturbing images, and I’m hoping that none of the kids ended up with nightmares.  It’s pretty much a dark movie centered around the Jungian archetypes of an angry boy with fear of abandonment.

Ha!  I can say that without any spoilers!

My wedding ring needs to be resized.  Downward.  It started slipping over the knuckle today.  Holy wow.

I think I need to start going to bed earlier.  It’s a constant battle between getting things done and satisfying my need for rest.  The chin strap for my CPAP machine has been shipped.  I’m crossing my fingers that this is the last piece to the CPAP puzzle, and that I’ll be able to use it nightly now.  Nothing left to procrastinate on.  I’m knocking on wood with my crossed fingers, for added levels of goodness.

I -really- need to pick up that Flobots CD.

Also need to gather links to the Todd posts from the Carnival and the Susan posts from Nocturnal Ambitions.  WordPress will either present interesting challenges for linking to fiction, or will make it strangely easy.  I won’t be able to decide until further play has been had.  Thinking about making Steven’s universe the same universe as Two Vampires.  Lots of things bouncing around in my brain, pounding the walls into new shapes.

Thoughts from Work

I will be voting today.

Catching up on Stargate: Universe via Hulu… Up through “Darkness,” the ship seems to be doing most of the work.

Had a rough night last night. Don’t think it was acid refulx, but I remember waking up a lot. Susan is wandering around inside my head this morning. Not sure if these things are related.

is still having severe back pain. We’ll likely be back into a medical institution that we can’t afford tonight or tomorrow.

Thoughts from Work

Thank you, Mom and , for coming over and helping on Friday. It was greatly appreciated. :) Also, I’m glad that you guys got some grandkid time. I will do my best to keep up the kitchen.

Backlog of Horoscopes

For 7 Oct 2009:
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Is there anything in your life that you don’t really want but nevertheless find it hard to part with? A situation or experience that gives you a perverse sense of comfort because of its familiarity, even though it has a steep emotional cost and doesn’t serve your higher dreams? If so, the coming week will be an excellent time to change your relationship with it. You will make dramatic progress if you brainstorm about how you could break up the stagnant energy that keeps you entranced and entrapped.

For 14 Oct 2009:
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Right now you’re like a sulking cherry tree that hasn’t bloomed for years but then inexplicably erupts with pink flowers in mid-autumn. You’re like a child prodigy who lost her mojo for a while and then suddenly recovers it when her old mentor comes back into her life after a long absence. You’re like a dormant volcano that without any warning spurts out a round of seemingly prophetic smoke signals on the eve of a great victory for the whole world.

For 21 Oct 2009:
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): My friend Alcea, the pagan priestess who leads group rituals, is a responsible sort who has humble respect for the power of the spirit realms. She thinks there can be value in seeking help from the beings who dwell on the other side of the veil, but you’ve got to be careful. They can be as clueless and misguided as the less evolved characters who live on the material plane. That’s why Alcea is especially impeccable around this time of year, when the veil between the worlds is thinner and our dimension is more accessible to the spirits. Having said all that as a caveat, Taurus, I want to let you know that this would be an excellent time for you to call on the help of your most intelligent, interesting, and loving ancestors.

For 28 Oct 2009:
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): In my ideal version of Halloween, we wouldn’t scare ourselves with images of ghoulish skeletons, eyeballs floating in cauldrons, and hissing, three-headed snakes. Rather, we’d confront more realistic fears, like the possibility that the effects we have on the world are different from our intentions . . . or that we have not yet reached our potential . . . or that people we like might completely misread and misunderstand us. Then Halloween would serve a more spiritually useful purpose. It would bring us face-to-face with actual dangers to our psychic integrity, whereupon we could summon our brilliant courage and exorcize the hell out of them. Costume suggestion: exorcist. (Begin by exorcising yourself.)

We did Trick-or-Treating in Howell again this year. Instead of hoofing around the premanfuactured housing community like last year, we went closer to downtown Howell, where and her sisters lived for a time. I was really proud of Hunter for not complaining about being tired (Mr. Can’t Stop Moving – tired? Nah!), but masks are out for him for next year. That’s two years in a row of insisting on a costume with a mask, and then doffing it within ten minutes of candy-gathering. I have a feeling that will finally get her wish of using makeup to make him something ultra gory. Haul status = minimal. Less than the community from last year. Apparent kid fun status = huge. So, all in all, total success.

Have I mentioned how beautiful some of the houses in Howell are? No? Well, they are.

Got the last bit of Chapter 6 from The Glass Crown typed up on my lunch break. I still think that diners are one of the best places to work on writing projects. It’s now off to the Alpha Readers. Also got the next five pages worth of art from Rick for Fight or Flight, and wow. Just wow. Once again, I have to say how lucky I am to be working with such a talented artist.

I have this unsettling feeling in my stomach. I don’t know if it’s the time of year, and the natural change in the air, or if it’s something I should be paying closer attention to.

I miss my little nemesis.

Thoughts from Work

Compiled on Friday

The world is ending. Not only did I find a chin strap for use with my CPAP machine online, but I’ve added info to Cian’s baby book. Commence with the locusts and such.

has started using a cane today, which has increased her mobility greatly. She’s got Peter over, as well as Mom and , so she should have all the help that she needs. That is, if she’ll accept it. Heh. We’re going to be checking out a Chiropractor, to see if they can be of any help while we wait for the medical system to catch up.

Giving serious thought to changing my writery page to a wordpress one, with the blog on a side page, and importing my disparate blogs into one, and then crossposting to both it and LJ and possibly Blogger all at once. It seems cleaner, somehow.

So, is right. I’ve been dragging my feet in getting out of the house. Okay, more like I’ve sealed my feet in a cement block which I’ve then embedded into the house’s foundation. Anyway, I’m thinking of making a weekly or every-other-weekly trip to someplace in Lansing, probably Gone Wired to start. Anybody who wants to join is welcome. In honor of my Grandfather, I’m thinking of calling it the Round Table. Come and catch up, BS, drink coffee, eat food, whatevah.

Week of Crazy

It is October, after all. Hunter has H1N1. He also has the antiviral, Tamiflu. So, we will see.

wrenched her back Sunday night, diving after the baby that I stupidly left on my recliner. He’s mobile now, dummy, he’ll pull himself off of the chair! She’d already been in some hip and back pain, and this sent it into the stratosphere, so there was an emergency room trip on Monday morning.

All of the pain killers and muscle relaxers won’t allow her to get up out of her chair on her own. They wouldn’t give us an MRI at Sparrow St. Lawrence, because she doesn’t have recommendation from her primary care physician. Her PCP through Medicaid took six months (not an exaggeration) to get an appointment. We’re not sure if he’d take her now anyway, because Medicaid dropped her. She can’t get back on Medicaid because our case worker won’t get back to us, even for us to let her know that I got a job. And my insurance doesn’t kick in until January.

Yeah, our health system rocks. *shakes head*

Hunter has the H1N1 flu. We actually had a really good experience at Lansing Urgent Care last night, after which I spent an hour and a half driving around like a madman, getting cut off by every other single driver on the road while I got his Tamiflu prescription filled within the time window for it to be effective.

I need to get to Linn & Owen Jewelers in downtown to get an estimate on fixing my pocket watch.

Earlier this week, I got two five-page sections of webcomic script written. I purchased the domain, set up the web space, installed WordPress, installed the ComicPress theme/template/wossname, and did some mild configuration of it. We’re shooting for going live with the intro page on 01.01.10, with weekly updates after that. Oh yesh.

I’ve gone through the work I’ve done on the Glass Crown, and I’ve updated the chapter outlines to match. Things feel more focused now, and I need to get the “finished” Chapter 6 out to my alpha readers.

MMO temptation continues. Playing with would be fun, but Eve looks plain awesome, but I really should catch up on those Myst games that I bought, not to mention I’m still getting through Final Fantasy VII… Or I could continue the writing momentum. Huh.

Speaking of writing momentum, I will not be joining NaNoWriMo this year. I have too many projects started, but never finished. Neil Gaiman said that anyone can start a novel… it takes a writer to finish. I’m determined to finish again. Mantra, anyone? :)

PenguiCon 7.0

I can’t tell you guys how excited I am right now. I’ve got materials out for making swag, I’m printing out CD labels and business cards, and I’m trying really, really hard not to squee out loud.

I’m making it back to PenguiCon this year. I’ll have ribbons – purple Rebuilder ribbons – to hand out with business cards that reference the web page, where there’ll be an answer to the question on the ribbon. I’ll have teaser CDs to hand out to people that attend the panels I’m on. And this year, I’ll have HAIR!

Heh.

Here’s a list of the panels that I’ll be on:

May 2, 2009
– 9:00 am Sci-Fi/Fantasy – Perception or Prescience?
– 10:00 am Short Stories : What’s the Story?
– 11:00 am Sci-Fi /Fantasy – What Really Works?
– 12:00 pm Self-Publishing – How to Not Get Totally Screwed
– 1:00 pm The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
– 3:00 pm Johnny Can’t Read and Nobody Thinks It’s a Problem
– 4:00 pm What’s So Funny?!
– 6:00 pm Future Crash – What If We Lose the Knowledge?

May 3, 2009
– 8:00 am National Novel Writing Month
– 1:00 pm Selling Your Soul – Marketing Your Work on a Limited Budget

If you’re going to be there, say hi! :) I may be vibrating from the High Octane coffee, so if I slip out of space-time, just give me a sec, I’ll be back.

Penguicon 7.0

Yes, the rumors are true! David will be once again attending a convention. He will be a panelist at Penguicon 7.0, and will be on a ridiculous number of panels. (He’s had to be duct-taped to the wall since he found out he’d be on panels with both John Scalzi and Wil Wheaton.) This year, he will be handing out a new badge ribbon, which means the corresponding link will be activated here. Come and say hi, get a ribbon, take a picture, and feel free to pester him about his upcoming projects.

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