More this and that, plus a snippet
I've really enjoyed all the recent feedback on various ideas. I can't always remember who said what, but if I use one of your ideas without thanking you, please accept my gratitude anyway.
Speaking of borrowing/adapting, I just got off the web-site Pinerest, which is a wonderful photographic source of images/textures/colors. There are so many that would adapt beautifully into fiber art -- wall hangings, wearable art, etc. -- and I have over 4,000 different yarns to play with. Once again, I'm open to commissions if anyone has anything special they would like to see transformed.
One thing about Pinerest I don't understand: what does it mean when someone repins you? That keeps happening.
And a snippet, which immediately follows a previous one. This is Jame, Kirien, and Kindrie at Mount Alban:
“Will you have to leave Mount Alban?” [Jame asks Kirien]
“Not altogether. After all, Valantir is just across the river. But the head of a house has other responsibilities than scholarship, which is why no one else wants the job.”
Jame thought ruefully about her own duties as the Knorth Lordan, which in the past she had barely met.
Perhaps thinking along similar lines, Kindrie twisted a handful of his blue robe nervously. “I should have gone with Cousin Torisen back to Gothregor,” he said. “I’ve stayed here too long.”
Kirien regarded him for the first time, with exasperation. “D’you really think you can help him? Aunt Trishien had the right of it: first, he has to help himself.”
“Nonetheless …”
“Then go! What good d’you think you’re doing here?”
With that, she turned and stormed out.
Kindrie looked helplessly at Jame.
Jame shrugged. “Don’t ask me.”
Speaking of borrowing/adapting, I just got off the web-site Pinerest, which is a wonderful photographic source of images/textures/colors. There are so many that would adapt beautifully into fiber art -- wall hangings, wearable art, etc. -- and I have over 4,000 different yarns to play with. Once again, I'm open to commissions if anyone has anything special they would like to see transformed.
One thing about Pinerest I don't understand: what does it mean when someone repins you? That keeps happening.
And a snippet, which immediately follows a previous one. This is Jame, Kirien, and Kindrie at Mount Alban:
“Will you have to leave Mount Alban?” [Jame asks Kirien]
“Not altogether. After all, Valantir is just across the river. But the head of a house has other responsibilities than scholarship, which is why no one else wants the job.”
Jame thought ruefully about her own duties as the Knorth Lordan, which in the past she had barely met.
Perhaps thinking along similar lines, Kindrie twisted a handful of his blue robe nervously. “I should have gone with Cousin Torisen back to Gothregor,” he said. “I’ve stayed here too long.”
Kirien regarded him for the first time, with exasperation. “D’you really think you can help him? Aunt Trishien had the right of it: first, he has to help himself.”
“Nonetheless …”
“Then go! What good d’you think you’re doing here?”
With that, she turned and stormed out.
Kindrie looked helplessly at Jame.
Jame shrugged. “Don’t ask me.”
Published on April 07, 2015 15:01
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