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The closest thing I have to a fiction WIP does not have a page 77, so I cannot do the page 77 quote version of the "quote lines 7-14 of page 77 (or 7) of your WIP" meme.

But this is what I can quote:

"Yeah, I figured you would." She smirked at me over her empty mug. "That's about all we got, though. The Yuanese pissed off a block of gearheads recently and it's cost them in the kingdoms."

"And gearheads aren't interested in good beer."

"Exactly. It's an entire block of people who hardly give a damn about the meat economy over there, which means we've got nothing to offer them. Not a single tomato." She held out one hand as if cupping a fruit and then mimed tossing it aside.

Tagged by erstwhiletexan. I don't tag others, but play if you fancy.

The Rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Fifteen authors (poets included) who've influenced you and that will always stick with you. List the first fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes. Tag at least fifteen friends, including me, because I'm interested in seeing what authors my friends choose.

( My answers behind the cut. )

Not many, but hey.

( One of them is code-long. )

Keep forgetting to post this morass.

( Cut for epic quizzitude. )

So I'll just meme. In a really kind of meta way, for the most part.

Pick an artist, answer questions with song titles:
Nightwish

1.) Are you a male or female? "Beauty of the Beast"
2.) Describe yourself: "The Poet and the Pendulum" (arawen can have "Crownless")
3.) How do you feel about yourself? "Wish I Had an Angel"
4.) Describe where you currently live: "Sleeping Sun"
5.) If you could go anywhere, where would you go: "Dark Chest of Wonders"
6.) Your best friend is: "Whoever Brings the Night"
7.) You hate: "Two for Tragedy"
8.) Did You know that __? "The Pharaoh Sails to Orion"
9.) What's the weather like? "Dead Gardens"
10.) If your life were a television show, what would it be called? "Stargazers"
11.) What is life to you? "Amaranth"
12.) What is the best advice you have to give? "Live to Tell the Tale"
13.) If you could change your name, what would you change it to? "Nemo" (now that's meta)

(This is for long forgotten light at the end of the world ....)

There's this meme thing going around in which one goes to find one's 42nd LJ post and evaluates it as the meaning of one's life. Mine is a locked thing, which summarises as follows:

While I was figuring out how to properly chronicle some highly involved, affectionate whimsy (involving strange naming practices, randomly brightening the day of a loved one, and silly uses of magic), my brother called me. He wanted to let me know that he and Dad had taken my advice on how to resolve their differences and were hoping to be on better terms henceforth.

That ... sounds about right. (The involved, affectionate whimsy is actually post #41, but it's referenced in post #42, so "While I was being very, very silly, I got a report in on my pastoral counselling" is a fair summary.)



I know I've used that post title before, but I think it's been a couple of years, so I can recycle an old joke. It goes with the mood, which is mostly full of the sort of emotion that's why I made this icon in the first place. I ... can't explain. I mostly just want to chronicle for the record. I will walk alone by the black, muddy river, singing a song of my own; all I wanted was a piece of the night.

All cut. And reposted after arguing with the HTML so it mostly works.

( Spam concealed. )

I want to keep this one -- I wound up retelling a fragment of the Contendings of Heru and Set on the Cauldron, in dialogue style, and got, among other comments, a 'That'll teach me to settle for the kiddie version of the myths'. (Contains references to sexual conduct and thus may be questionable for work.)

Meanwhile, on alt.religion.wicca.moderated, one of my standard minor rants has been called 'brilliant' and compared favorably to Douglas Adams's Salmon of Doubt (which I have not read). This is the point at which I mutter, "Um, er" and stare at my feet.

Mild frustrations through the day, dealing with stuff. Did not manage to do anything on tasklist, but did manage to do my dance video work, which means I can get back to establishing that habit. I'm really quite tired, which is my current excuse for not getting anything done; also I did a lot yesterday. Goal for the week: finish with the guest room before suzimoses gets here Friday, or at least get it to the point that its condition doesn't make me neurotic.

( Memething, because I feel like doing something fairly not-requiring-thought but demanding nattering on. )

Can't figure out how to fix the HTML glitch in this one. Not wrestling with it anymore.

( Behind the cut, far too many silly quizzies. )

So into the journal it goes.

In other news, why is my eyebrow spasming?

( Let's see if this manages to post without HTML errors! )