I tend to mess with my hair (or my scalp, if I’m bald at the time). I also have a strange nervous laugh.
Writer’s Block: Your ePet
A spider. Of course, it would have to be run by a fairly sophisticated AI, and have at least two arms that ended in hand-like apparatuses that would be able to grip tools.
What? That qualifies as electronic…
My groggy day.
A link: To the media: Do your job. Long article, but worth the read.
We’re moved in to the house! Holy cats. We keep finding more little things that need work, and our landlord/repair guy team are being responsive and actually seem happy that we’re relaying this stuff to them. They’re not annoyed that they have to fix things. They seem to -want- to make sure the house is up to par. It seems that they get that fixing things now means less work than having to fix a cascading failure later.
That sounded geekier than intended. In that vein, Ubuntu installs have a habit of being at 33% of whatever they’re doing when I look at them.
Yes, I’m a little sleep deprived, why do you ask?
While
Prepping CentoS for a Xen install now. Man, this post keeps swinging back toward the geek-centric content, doesn’t it? Why am I even a little bit surprised?
Much of my computer stuff has already been moved into the basement, where a wall-mounted workbench and metal shelving unit await their transformation into the SETI@Home for Twilight Computers. I’m not sure if any of the 486 machines survived, or if my oldest down there is a Pentium. In any case once Comcast (some would say, the devil) comes by on Wednesday, I’ll finally have the wired connection I need to sink my teeth into that project. Not that I’ll have the free time to nurture it, but whatever. Debian pretty much runs on its own, once it’s set up.
Maybe some of the cardboard forest will be defeated tomorrow. Wish us luck! :)
Closure
Steven is done. DONE I SAY!
Weekly Word Count
I am SO close to finishing Steven. Up until today, I hadn’t gotten a chance to sit down and write since last week. Or, I’d squandered what chances I -did- have. Heh. In any case, the ending is flowing out of me, even with my determination not to rush it. I -always- seem to rush endings.
And, you know, what ending isn’t a beginning, after all? ;)
A new chapter of Steven went up yesterday over on the Short Fiction page:
http://www.davidmcrampton.com/fiction.php
Any feedback is more than welcome.
Soon, I’ll be working on The Glass Crown again! I’m incredibly excited.
“You played it for her, you can play it for me.”
There’s about a billion things in my head that I keep wanting to get out, so I’m going to do a couple at a time.
This weekend’s move will start at 11 AM, and we’ll meet at my current apartment. Tomorrow is a packing/get water and gas turned on/grocery shopping day, and I should have the whole place packed by the end of the day. If you need directions, or the address or some such, just drop me a phone call or a comment here.
I desperately need to shave my face.
Remember that cassette tape MP3 player that I’ve been gushing about? This one? Well, I finally spent part of my Micro Center gift card on SD cards for it, and it… has issues. It spazzes out with anything longer than a four-minute song on MP3 when it comes to pausing and resuming. It ejects from my car’s tape player with an E11 error – broken tape. So, it’s basically useless to me. I ordered the thing back around my birthday, in early May, and so I figured I was stuck with it. No harm in trying to return it, though, right?
I e-mailed ThinkGeek with the situation, quoted this spot from the ad:
You will have no problems listening to hours of your favorite songs via the built-in SD card slot, and you can easily change to different songs if you have multiple SD Cards.
and got an email back the next day with a shipping label, RMA number, and apologies. So, I’ve packaged it up, labeled it, and sent it back. They’re going to give me a full refund. I think I’ll end up with a microSD-expandable Sansa player, because I want to be just like
Writer’s Block: Where Names Come From
Back when I traded dial-up BBS handles for an ICQ UIN, I found myself prompted to create a username. I was heavily into White Wolf role playing games at the time, having recently graduated from AD&D 2nd Edition. Inside the White Wolf universe, a newly created vampire is called a Childe, and the creator vampire is called a Sire. As I was still pretty new, I decided to go by Childe.
Like the Skippy nickname, it stuck. And that’s… the rest of the story.
Weekly Word Count
I spent yesterday before work writing in the last issue of Steven. It’s half done, and I’ve got the last chapter of the last issue rattling around in my head. I’ve also posted more of Steven’s Book 2 on the Short Fiction page, so feel free to stop by and eat up that chapter. :) I had so much fun developing Blaize from Steven’s prodigy to a mentor in her own right… and she really rose to the challenge.
Steven’s page: http://steven.davidmcrampton.com/
Short fiction page: http://www.davidmcrampton.com/fiction.php
I hope to finish Steven entirely on my lunch/dinner break tonight. I’m going to give the sequel a shot as my main project afterward, which I know at least a few of you will be happy about.
Any tips for me on how to write with distraction? Up until now, I’ve needed to sequester myself with headphones, and derail pretty easily when interrupted, either from outside sources or my own need to look at shiny things. Being a Dad figure for kids is going to necessitate an ability to write amidst chaos, I’m thinking. :) So, any advice would be very helpful.