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vanillafluffy) wrote2009-07-12 09:55 pm
vanillafluffy) wrote2009-07-12 09:55 pm
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Life, irony and a side order of nuns
Today did not go quite as planned. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
missybrat was unwell and unbribable (Feel better soon, love!). I have not yet shopped; since BC and I are visiting food banks tomorrow, I decided to hold off on major shopping, although I may make a caffeine run in a bit.
As I expected, BC was ameneable to bribery; after the aforementioned banking, we're going to do the a/c installation and shift the mattress, not necessarily in that order. He gets money and gets to keep/recycle the dead a/c. (And welcome to it, I say.) Plus, he's got some copper wire for me, as apparently the price has gone down drastically since this time last year.
Today's talk was by a gentleman in our congregation who's also a writer, and his topic was "Last Words"---in the context of how the end of a piece of fiction should bring a kind of closure to the work. After the CRAP WRITING that was last night's two-hour Harper's Island finale, I was savagely amused by the irony. (Crap! Crap! Crap! Can you tell I was furiously dissatisfied?!) The talk, though, was very inventive---he'd printed out a number of final passages and distributed them for us to read aloud---without telling us what they were from. Some of us guessed---I knew several, including the one I got, which was To Kill a Mockingbird (which was pretty easy---where else are you going to find people named Scout, Jem and Atticus?).
Afterward, I came home and posted a wee drabble for Harper's Island, here and at Pit of Voles. Not much action here, but the hit counter over there is rolling over nicely, plus I've had 2 comments and been favorited 4 times. W00t, go me!
Went to SUPPER club tonight---it's been moved to Sundays, which I like much better, actually. Very small group, just three others, but one of them was LadyJ, and we always get along famously. Early on when we met, she said we'd known each other in previous lives as Carmelite nuns. I'm inclined to believe her, since I've had a lifelong "thing" about nuns. I wasn't raised Catholic, although I grew up in a predominantly Catholic neighborhood---8 AM meant the bells for Mass at St. Michael's.
I got to the restaurant early and knocked out a few hundred words on my post-apocalyptic western a/k/a the Jericho WIP. Have gotten them transcribed, and now I'm going to watch some BoB.
And in less than 24 hours, I will have a/c and a comfortable bed, deo volente....
missybrat was unwell and unbribable (Feel better soon, love!). I have not yet shopped; since BC and I are visiting food banks tomorrow, I decided to hold off on major shopping, although I may make a caffeine run in a bit. As I expected, BC was ameneable to bribery; after the aforementioned banking, we're going to do the a/c installation and shift the mattress, not necessarily in that order. He gets money and gets to keep/recycle the dead a/c. (And welcome to it, I say.) Plus, he's got some copper wire for me, as apparently the price has gone down drastically since this time last year.
Today's talk was by a gentleman in our congregation who's also a writer, and his topic was "Last Words"---in the context of how the end of a piece of fiction should bring a kind of closure to the work. After the CRAP WRITING that was last night's two-hour Harper's Island finale, I was savagely amused by the irony. (Crap! Crap! Crap! Can you tell I was furiously dissatisfied?!) The talk, though, was very inventive---he'd printed out a number of final passages and distributed them for us to read aloud---without telling us what they were from. Some of us guessed---I knew several, including the one I got, which was To Kill a Mockingbird (which was pretty easy---where else are you going to find people named Scout, Jem and Atticus?).
Afterward, I came home and posted a wee drabble for Harper's Island, here and at Pit of Voles. Not much action here, but the hit counter over there is rolling over nicely, plus I've had 2 comments and been favorited 4 times. W00t, go me!
Went to SUPPER club tonight---it's been moved to Sundays, which I like much better, actually. Very small group, just three others, but one of them was LadyJ, and we always get along famously. Early on when we met, she said we'd known each other in previous lives as Carmelite nuns. I'm inclined to believe her, since I've had a lifelong "thing" about nuns. I wasn't raised Catholic, although I grew up in a predominantly Catholic neighborhood---8 AM meant the bells for Mass at St. Michael's.
I got to the restaurant early and knocked out a few hundred words on my post-apocalyptic western a/k/a the Jericho WIP. Have gotten them transcribed, and now I'm going to watch some BoB.
And in less than 24 hours, I will have a/c and a comfortable bed, deo volente....
Thank you sweetie!
(I so need a real vacation.)
"Brat and Babies"
(I'll call soon!)
You're welcome, sweetie!
You're not the only one I know who's needed some time off from LJ. I consider myself lucky, I haven't had too many people try to push my buttons.