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  • Oct. 17th, 2008 at 11:13 AM
elias



  • Life of Ronnie: Some time ago, I had a minor hand in the union of my very good friend, [info]sinda , and some weird Canadian, [info]sketchboy (who doesn't actually have a lot of content on this now-abandoned LJ).  Since then, I have had the pleasure of witnessing a happy, loving marriage.  Most recently, a baby has happened!  To celebrate, Chris took some time off from his webcomic and put out a call for guest artists.  I begged off at first, because let's face it - not an artist, just a hobbyist.  BUT I got bit by the bug and submitted something, chris put it up, and here it is:  clickie!  This is one of the very few webcomics I remember to check every Tuesday and Friday.  Give it a look!
  • Ireland: There is an opportunity on the table to take a class abroad next summer in Ireland.  It's a month long, from June to July, and focuses on photography.  It's run through the Burren College of Art, which I'd been seriously considering a few years ago until I realised they probably wouldn't accept me.  Money's the biggest issue, but if I can work that out, I'm going to definitely do this.  I love the burren.  They list day trips to the Aran Islands and Galway and that, all of which I also love, and I can definitely use the trip to refresh my memories of the area for when I'm planning book three.  Send me good wishes for the success of this venture!
  • Elections: I called my dad to talk about the elections, just like four years ago.  Just like then, after talking it over for a while, I said, "Dad, wherever you want to vote is fine with me, of course.  Indiana always goes red anyway."  But this time he said, "well, actually, it's really close."  I looked it up today on electoral-vote.com and he's right.  Indiana's classified as "Barely Republican," with only 4% points difference.  As my dad is truly undecided, I found it advisable to try to sway him my direction.  If he'd been really set, I wouldn't have tried to change his mind.  In the end, he said who he was voting for, and to protect his right to privacy, I won't say which way he said he'd vote - but I'm pleased with our discussion and feel I did well explaining some things he'd been misled about.  The problems he had with Obama that I couldn't comment on or agreed with him about, I was honest about, but tried to give my own insights about why he was still the better choice.  (I understand that not all of my friends will agree with me, just recounting events here.  I know lots of very intelligent Republicans and am officially Unaffiliated, myself.)
  • Rosebush: I'm halfway through chapter 19 right now, and I think it's going well.  It's looking now like the finished product before edits will round out at 21 rather than 20, and that's okay.  I'm also thinking I'll be over 150,000 words, and that's okay too.  I wanted a tome-like book, and this is before edits anyway.  Whenever I edit, I end up deleting more than I add, or reword things to be less wordy.  
    • There's a young person reading it now.  I think she's on chapter 2 or 3.  Her mom reports that she likes it, and that's a sign of success, to me.  She's my audience, or a little younger than it, after all.  Chel said she talked about the characters a bit on the drive to Grandpa's and said "poor Callum" and everything, and I'm just pleased as punch about that.  I was way more nervous about her reading it than I have been about anyone else, except maybe [info]jibbsey .
  • Nanowrimo:  I'm doing it again this year, but I'm a lot more nervous about it, because I've never a) written from such a constricted outline before, or b) written fanfic.  I'd try to write something original, but the fact is, I've had this idea in mind for ages and I'll never get to it if I don't do it for some sort of event like Nano.  More info as it's available.
  • School:  I have a mid-term tonight.  I shouldn't be blogging right now.  I should be studying.  But I'm not.  I'll do it sometime, probably.

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[info]sinda wrote:
Oct. 18th, 2008 05:40 pm (UTC)
1. I know Chris appreciated the submission. Also, babies are awesome.

2. Wait, wait, wait. You mean you have an opportunity to go to Ireland and you're thinking about actually GOING? Shocking. *grin*

3. Elections: it has been weird for me being registered to vote in Washington, which is way less swing-statey than Oregon. It definitely makes me feel like my vote doesn't matter as much.

Glad you updated! Makes me feel like I should, too.
[info]sinda wrote:
Oct. 18th, 2008 05:41 pm (UTC)
Oops! That last part should have said something more studious, like "Go study, you time-waster!"
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The Rosebush Steward

from Ch 7, the Rosebush Steward:

"What I believe," Heck said, sounding tired, "is that I don't know him any more than he knows me, and so I can't make a determination either way, can I? He's a bit crazy, and I'm not, and that's all I really know. And I believe that whatever living under these names does to our lives or circumstances, we're still ultimately responsible for our actions."

Demetre frowned.

from Ch 12, Little Birds:

"We're going to be well-known, whether you like it or not." She looked ahead as the second group of Greens did amateurish tricks no one was enchanted by any more, envisioning the future. "Books'll be written about us. Historians will dig into our sordid pasts!"

"We haven't got sordid pasts," he pointed out. "We're thirteen."

She frowned at him and rolled her eyes. "We will have by the time historians are digging into them. That'll be way in the future, maybe twenty years!"

from Ch 13, Blood of Fairies:

"Right." As predicted, Heck looked sour and prickly. "I dreamed that a girl was singing. I followed the sound out into the hallway and came face to face with a girl who said something about not worrying, then she said my name and I started waking up, because I noticed she had red hair just before I fell over, but that was obviously just because I was really seeing the Celt and conflating the dream with reality."

"Language," Thatch laughed.

"What, 'conflating'?" Farrah said, grinning. "Like you've never conflated before."

"Wait, what?" Brobstack murmured, looking lost.

"Children," Demetre chided wearily.

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