Lilith Saintcrow's Blog, page 121
July 22, 2019
Soundtrack Monday: Sleep
I’m getting back in the habit of sharing the music behind some of my books. I tend to listen all day, every day, and certain songs weave themselves into scenes and characters like kudzu through a fence. (I won’t be doing full soundtracks anymore, the ones I’m working on now can be found on Spotify.) …
An Actual Weekend
Ever have one of those days where nothing goes wrong for you, precisely, but everyone around you keeps getting packets of bad luck? Yeah. Like that. Friday came along with terrible news, kept going through car trouble, and ended with me having to stop a teenage bigot from vomiting hatred-harassment, so by the time I …
July 19, 2019
Find the B
Can you spot the B? Not the bees, there are a ton of those, but the giant fuzzy goober who worked her way under this mass of greenery in pursuit of what must have been an absolutely fantastic smell? Yep, there she is. That’s my big old fuzzbutt. I often lose my joy, but somehow, …
July 18, 2019
Oh, Publishing…
Just a reminder: you can still download the first few chapters of HOOD: Season One for absolutely free. So if you want to see if Robin Hood in Space is to your tastes, this is a good way to find out! Mornings here have been nice and grey, the marine layer shielding us from the …
July 16, 2019
Eleventh Hour
I recently read Dachau 29 April 1945–finished it yesterday, as a matter of fact. It’s a collection of interviews and letters by the American division who first entered Dachau in 1945–I don’t know if I can say they liberated the place, because who can ever be set free of such things? I’ve sometimes wondered if …
July 15, 2019
Breaking Shots
It was an exciting weekend! Dog washing, camping (for kids, not for me; I don’t do non-indoor plumbing), putting in swag hooks without a 5/8ths drill bit–the list goes on and on. Also, the end of the month is fast approaching, which means HOOD’s Season One is about to go live. Interested? You can download …
July 12, 2019
Hungry Feet
Two fine fellows–one quadruped, one gastropod–met upon a driveway. The quadruped sensed a delicacy and prepared a good chomp. Fortunatley, a biped noticed and dragged the quadruped away. The gastropod went about their business unmolested–probably to eat the biped’s hostas, which is a funny way of thanking your savior. But we’ve all got to eat, …
July 9, 2019
Tired. Just Tired.
Yesterday I did a thread about how much I hate seeing female action stars (or backup dancers) in heels. Cue a deluge of asshattery in my email inbox from guys who tell me I’m ruining all movies by having an opinion on social media. Just another day, ho hum. No death threats yet, but they …
July 8, 2019
Associated Disruptions
It was a long strange weekend, but at least I got all the housecleaning done. And thanks to the fireworks ban, both the dogs and I were quite calm all the way through. There was artillery in the distance, certainly, but we didn’t have any mortars popping near the house, which I am devoutly grateful …
July 5, 2019
Head Bowed
The ketchup-and-mustard roses (planted for the Princess’s best friend) are aglow, but most of them have their heads bowed from recent rain, hail, and wind. Battered but still beautiful, their finery damp but still incandescent. I haven’t had much time in the garden this year. There’s always next spring, though.
