Solstice Updatia
Jun. 21st, 2006 10:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellyssianI will be celebrating by getting a ride to lunch in a Solstice.
Okay, so it's really not much of a celebration, considering that ever since my co-worker bought the car, he's been driving about 50% of the time...
Speaking of co-workers, a former co-worker of Deb's - who, coincidentally, was, at an earlier time, also a co-worker of the Solstice-owner's roommate - now works for an insurance company, so we sat around going over numbers last night, and they look mighty bleak.
Of course, I've got to get Deb to finish editing Full Moon Poetry so I can get it submitted and hopefully make enough to cover postage and maybe a chai, or, at least, a bag of chips. I do plan on depriving you of any further poems in an effort to make a few pennies there as well. That's moving at a glacial pace - although I didn't post the last of the June 4th round, I haven't written any others since. Good news on the short fiction front, a couple characters stopped by to say hello last night when I should have been sleeping. They'll appear in an urban fantasy taking place, at least in part, at Mount Auburn Cemetery (a few glimpses of which can be seen on my Flickr photostream.)
At first it was going to be a short riff on a de Lintian conflict between old and new world fae. If you go along with those who claim Widdershins is, itself, a riff on Gaiman's American Gods, then it's even less original, but then if you do that you should probably point out all the other relocation tales of conflict here and throughout the world. Same old theme, even if it's just someone knew moving into the house across the street, doesn't mean people still haven't figured out how to deal with it gracefully. All that, however, might just be backstory, because when the second character introduced herself, it appeared that her story might be even more interesting than that of the young hob who fell asleep in the wrong place and the wrong time, and woke up a short while later - for one of his ilk - with an ocean between him and his homeland. I still don't know enough about either one or the other, or the third party who rather resented the arrival of the first, at first, to hint any further...
Since I have a few recent arrivals to the ol' flist - and a few of them are relativelylocolocal - I figured it would be a good time to mention that I'm willing to accept money to teach guitar or to assist with planning and implementing landscaping. Nearly anything for a buck, eh? Twenty per hour, to be more specific. At least double that - maybe more - for anything related to programming, database design, or web-type-stuff. I'm less willing to consider that sort, or have it interfere in any way with the day job.
Anywho, enough rambling.
Happy Standing-Still-Day!
Okay, so it's really not much of a celebration, considering that ever since my co-worker bought the car, he's been driving about 50% of the time...
Speaking of co-workers, a former co-worker of Deb's - who, coincidentally, was, at an earlier time, also a co-worker of the Solstice-owner's roommate - now works for an insurance company, so we sat around going over numbers last night, and they look mighty bleak.
Of course, I've got to get Deb to finish editing Full Moon Poetry so I can get it submitted and hopefully make enough to cover postage and maybe a chai, or, at least, a bag of chips. I do plan on depriving you of any further poems in an effort to make a few pennies there as well. That's moving at a glacial pace - although I didn't post the last of the June 4th round, I haven't written any others since. Good news on the short fiction front, a couple characters stopped by to say hello last night when I should have been sleeping. They'll appear in an urban fantasy taking place, at least in part, at Mount Auburn Cemetery (a few glimpses of which can be seen on my Flickr photostream.)
At first it was going to be a short riff on a de Lintian conflict between old and new world fae. If you go along with those who claim Widdershins is, itself, a riff on Gaiman's American Gods, then it's even less original, but then if you do that you should probably point out all the other relocation tales of conflict here and throughout the world. Same old theme, even if it's just someone knew moving into the house across the street, doesn't mean people still haven't figured out how to deal with it gracefully. All that, however, might just be backstory, because when the second character introduced herself, it appeared that her story might be even more interesting than that of the young hob who fell asleep in the wrong place and the wrong time, and woke up a short while later - for one of his ilk - with an ocean between him and his homeland. I still don't know enough about either one or the other, or the third party who rather resented the arrival of the first, at first, to hint any further...
Since I have a few recent arrivals to the ol' flist - and a few of them are relatively
Anywho, enough rambling.
Happy Standing-Still-Day!
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Date: 2006-06-21 04:03 pm (UTC)I'll contribute to that cup of chai. Am interested in poetry.
Re: Full Moon Poetry, short fiction, teach guitar, planning & implementing landscaping, programming, database design, web-type-stuff.
You realize all that Renaissance Manhood is erotic as hell, right?
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Date: 2006-06-21 05:03 pm (UTC)As for the list, I might have realized that at one point, but I'm not allowed to think about the "e" word anymore.
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Date: 2006-06-22 02:33 am (UTC)Re: the "e" word
Er . . . why not?
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Date: 2006-06-22 12:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-06-22 03:35 am (UTC)your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-22 05:31 am (UTC)Re: your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-22 12:31 pm (UTC)Re: your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-24 03:42 am (UTC)Re: your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-24 02:58 pm (UTC)Re: your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-24 05:43 pm (UTC)Re: your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-24 05:54 pm (UTC)... and I find that about as funny as salt poured in wounds, but, hey, that's me.
Re: your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-25 03:33 am (UTC)Re: your kids are gorgeous
Date: 2006-06-25 02:22 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-06-22 12:30 pm (UTC)