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Unlike Greygallows, timeripple's romance recommendation, "Lord of Scoundrels" did not arrive with a horrifyingly gauche cover. I was a bit disappointed. It also was not a large-print edition. There is always a trade-off...

Well, to start with, from the outset this was Not Your Georgette Regency. Though it maintains a certain composed diction that one expects ( Read more... )

Farm Life: Staring at the gross-looking thing the dog is chewing to be sure it's a dead thing it's SUPPOSED to have. This morning, luckily, it was just a really dirty bone. (My favorite scene for imagery remains one for horror-value in the Aolon project, that came straight out of my backyard...)

Love, War, Books: I'm really happy to announce that ( Read more... )

I joked after finishing Letters to My Nemesis that I was going to have a deuce of a time with my next projects, because that one had felt so...competent.
Like I'd finally got a hold on what I was trying to do.

This only lasts so long before I reach to do something better and getting there is another fingernails-and-teeth fight with inertia.


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Winter has returned to Oklahoma, as if we needed a reminder it's still February. Pity.

I am happily scribbling away, and knitting away, too, to try and justify this new bizarre taste for Korean idol reality TV. (Don't ask.)

Yesterday I bought a great little book at the library book sale called The Nanny Handbook, the 2003 edition but with some ( Read more... )

Hyden, the "Vigilant" (superhero) MC of my new book needs a tattoo.

Of course, being me, though I'm not sure what I want it to be, I have a VERY complex set of criteria. It has to be odd and non-serious, on the lines of RDJ's Chiller font shoulderpiece:


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Day 29

It is time to write a love-letter to an author. If you write to more than one, keep it to 3 or so, and make your words count-mini-essay time!

Dear Diana Wynne Jones,

Thank you for writing what seems like whatever you feel like. I'm sure this isn't true--I'm a writer, I know a bit about how it goes.
But I love the way you've taken huge weird ( Read more... )

If I talk for more than a few sentences about my time in Japan, the jonesing to see my town again comes flooding in.

Living in Japan is the first thing I loved so much I was heartbroken when it was over. In fact, so far the only thing.


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I am doing line-edits on Aolon.
On the opening of the first volume, to be exact.
Which has a syntax of the comparative fluidity and clarity of oak planks. My effort to create something better resembles sawing said plank with a butter knife.

Not impossible, no. More hopeful still if I have exaggerated slightly, and the butter knife is actual a steel ( Read more... )

Helm's Deep
The piece of the soundtrack named this is one of the more beautiful movements of the normal themes throughout the movie.
I was listening to it for the first time in a long time this morning, and picturing the moment on the screen, and remembered the hardest moment of this whole epic for me.

Do you remember the glimpse during the equipping ( Read more... )