Right now, I have something I've never had before. No, not a Maine Coon kitten. No, not a publishing contract. No, not plans for a proper poacher's stew. I mean, I have all these things, but they're not what's bothering me ( Read more... )

Step one: Wake up because Kate, having foolishly committed to going yarn shopping* with Lisa, is banging around the house at just after seven o'clock in the morning. Retrieve cunningly-planted iPod** from the table next to the couch, turn on August and Everything After, go back to sleep ( Read more... )

Getting to my copy of An Encyclopedia of Fairies required moving two My Little Ponies (one a UK exclusive), eight bottles of BPAL, a velociraptor, a small malachite penguin, a candy corn scented candle, and an orange and green striped plush zebra.

Clearly, I have finally organized these shelves in the proper manner.

10. I am not only packed and ready for BayCon, I found a ride for my suitcase! Yes! I do not have to take my suitcase -- which is almost as large as I am -- on public transit! This is just about the most awesome of all the awesome things that could have possibly happened. This is triple awesome with awesome sauce on top ( Read more... )

Tuesday night, while killing time before Vixy's flight touched down, Chris and I decided to invade the Fremont Half-Price Books, which we hadn't visited in ages. (By 'Chris and I decided', I really mean 'I decided, Chris elected to go along with it, because it was at least amusing'). This meant calling Rob to check the Internet to tell us where ( Read more... )

So I was sitting on the BART train yesterday, chewing my way through my current re-read of IT like a particularly happy zombie chewing through the doors of a shopping mall, when I hit a little snag. Namely, I reached page 774, turned to what should have been page 775 ( Read more... )

When I was a kid, I used to read a lot of science fiction magazines. I still do, but they don't have the same stories, because when I was a kid, they published these fabulous tales about a woman named Anne 'Jason' Masmajean, and her adventures on the mixed-up planet of Mirabile. I remember when the stories were collected in an anthology (called, ( Read more... )

So a little while ago, a horror novel called Heart-Shaped Box came out. And it looked interesting -- not world-shaking or life-changing, but a lot higher quality than the Leisure Horror claptrap I tend to read for fun -- so I mentally marked it down on the 'read this when it comes out of hardcover' list, and waited.

And a little while after that, ( Read more... )

As is often the case after a convention I actually enjoyed, a) I'm pretty darn behind on LJ, and b) several new people have wandered over to say hello. Hello! Also, good ye gods, LJ, that's a lot of posts. A few notes:

1) After skipping back 500 posts, I've managed to at least skim everything. I'm totally exhausted, and was dealing with a lot ( Read more... )

This morning, I settled on the train with my copy of Duma Key, happily sinking down, down, deep down into the comforting world of Stephen King, who uses words exactly the way I need them to be used. I am rarely so utterly content as when I have a piece of King's writing to hand, and unlike a lot of people, I say the longer the better. I'm here ( Read more... )