Victoria Janssen's Blog, page 65
March 22, 2011
Tagging on Amazon
I've been wondering – how often have you found a book on Amazon through their category search?
Apparently, those categories are somewhat fueled by tags applied to items by users. Many items with the same tag, for instance "erotic romance," can be found through clicking on a tag. Amazon's tagging FAQ.
I confess, I have not used this functionality very much, but I have been thinking about it more lately. I made sure to tag each of my own books with relevant tags, for instance "world...
March 21, 2011
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Back to Basics
I'm fairly busy this month with my other main creative outlet, choir, as well as a number of social obligations. Perhaps as a consequence, I'm not only writing very little on the new project, I'm not thinking about writing very much–beyond thinking, "I'm not writing!" several times a day with varying degrees of chagrin.
I have to keep reminding myself that this is part of my process. It's happened before, and it will happen again: I reach a point where I want to begin something...
March 20, 2011
Maurice Baring, "August 1918 (In a French Village)"
August 1918 (In a French Village)
I hear the tinkling of a cattle bell,
In the broad stillness of the afternoon;
High in the cloudless haze the harvest moon
Is pallid as the phantom of a shell.
A girl is drawing water from a well,
I hear the clatter of her wooden shoon;
Two mothers to their sleeping babies croon,
And the hot village feels the drowsy spell.
Sleep, child, the Angel of Death his wings has spread;
His engines scour the land, the sea, the sky;
And all the weapons of Hell's...
March 19, 2011
Maurice Baring, "In Memoriam A.H."
In Memoriam A.H.
The wind had blown away the rain
That all day long had soaked the level plain.
Against the horizon's fiery wrack,
The sheds loomed black.
And higher, in their tumultuous concourse met,
The streaming clouds, shot-riddled banners, wet
With the flickering storm,
Drifted and smouldered, warm
With flashes sent
From the lower firmament.
And they concealed–
They only here and there through rifts revealed
A hidden sanctuary of fire and light,
A city of chrysolite.
We looked and...
March 18, 2011
Submit * 3
Today I'm over at the Novelists, Inc. blog with a guest post on making your own luck.
Monday, I'll have a guest post on my favorite YA books over at Culinary Carnivale.
I belatedly discovered this very nice review of The Mammoth Book of Threesomes and Moresomes. It mentions me (as Elspeth Potter) as someone with "name recognition," which pleased me greatly!
There's another review here at Lambda Literary. You have to scroll down a little for it.
My story in the anthology, "The...
March 17, 2011
Philadelphia International Flower Show – 3
A few more pictures from the Philadelphia International Flower Show; I visited this exhibit twice, I liked it so much. These displays were made from trash and found objects as well as floral-based materials.
March 16, 2011
Philadelphia International Flower Show – 2
More pictures from the Philadelphia International Flower Show! These are from my favorite exhibit, "Paris Underground," which had a catacomb theme.
March 15, 2011
March 14, 2011
Roller Derby!
I spent my Saturday night watching Philly Roller Derby, the second time I've attended one of their matches. My writer friend Jennifer Stevenson got me re-interested in this sport. Check out her story in the Jam! anthology.
I didn't have much success with taking clear pictures with my small camera and the available lighting, but I kind of like the way these turned out, blurring and all.
