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November 25, 2019
Soundtrack Monday: You Belong to Me
I graduated high school in the mid-90s, so of course I have strong feelings about Eddie Vedder. (See also: hackey sack, Dave Grohl, hairspray for bangs, flannel button-ups, vodka, Manic Panic, and Seattle as a whole.) That being said, I bought Vedder’s album of ukulele songs because the Into the Wild soundtrack was actually really …
Needs More Coffee
I had to add “coffee” to my to-do list this morning just to give myself something to cross off. But I haven’t been able to cross it off yet. This is, I suspect, how Monday will go. Especially since there’s a holiday and I’m off running for a week to give my plantar fascia plenty …
November 22, 2019
Doggo, In Comfort
I came out of the shower the other day to find that Miss B, unhappy with the texture of the coverlet, had decided to arrange my bed to suit herself. Of particular interest is the …well, what do YOU want? look she’s giving me. She’s becoming a cranky old lady, this beautiful doggo of mine. …
November 21, 2019
Back to the Whetstone
Oh, my best beloveds. Last night I went on a regular tear (on Mastodon and Twitter) about a certain article I couldn’t find. It was about Susan Pevensie making her own kingdom. I had it confused with Sarah Gailey’s most excellent Women of Harry Potter series, which I read at about the same time. Lo …
November 19, 2019
Distinctly Non-Optimal
Woke up with The Sky is Crying inside my head, which is one of the songs I’d play to get reliably into Harmony. For some reason, Linda Ronstadt and Stevie Ray Vaughn were the go-to tunes for that book, along with some Alison Krauss and Joey Fehrenbach’s The Prophet. I’m kind of sad a YA …
November 18, 2019
Soundtrack Monday: Oo-de-Lally
I’m finishing up the zero draft of HOOD‘s Season Two this week, so this Soundtrack Monday will reflect that. HOOD owes a great deal to many retellings but the sheer zany joy of Disney’s is what I return to when the others get too bleak, and I often find myself humming pieces while I write. …
Salad Rolls of Fate, Intervened
I meant to spend the weekend finishing HOOD‘s Season Two zero draft, and possibly knocking off a chunk of Finder’s Watcher as well, but unfortunately Fate (in the form of a couple salad rolls, I suppose) intervened, and I spent Saturday night with a rather violent bout of food poisoning. To be absolutely fair, it …
November 15, 2019
Mug, Battle-Scarred
You can’t see it, but this mug is battle-scarred. It’s missing a handle and has minor smoke damage from the Great Bookstore Fire. It’s also one of my favorites, old soldier that it is, and ready to stand duty any time it’s taken from the cupboard. And, as a bonus, it says I am going …
November 12, 2019
Sweater Weather, Memory Police
Woke up with the Neighbourhood’s Sweater Weather echoing inside my head. I don’t think it goes on a book playlist, but I’m still listening to it as I type. Giving the earworms what they want just like I grant the Muse her little idiosyncrasies, I suppose. Got to keep the engine fueled. A little later …
November 11, 2019
Soundtrack Monday: White Flag
Sure, everyone who reads Danny’s story has feelings about Japhrimel. I mean, the Devil’s assassin is kind of impossible to be neutral on, especially when you’re inside a certain Necromance’s head. I know you think that I shouldn’t still love you. But I really treasure the few letters I get about Jace Monroe. Mostly because, …
