Dribs and Drabs
Thuds: Chapter 3.3 weighs in at 1186 when done, 3.4 at 1135. So that's a bit more than two kilowords written yesterday, my most productive day in a while.
One of my classmates in the training group was thrilled that I had gone dancing. Which is sort of tying into my thoughts that I'd like to get a little formal dance training sometime. Probably a couple of different sets of basics. (I'd been pondering keshwyn's discussion of doing martial arts stuff together with folks, but that's slightly not the right thing for me right now.) And today badseed1980 mentioned the bellydance class she's taking and also links to peacock-feather fans which are inspiring in me an emotion which is unfortunately best rendered in things that include 'OMG'. Heh.
We have a Sharpie, whee. Which means I've drawn on a (very poor) sketch of the tattoo that I'm nearly ready to commit to, modifying the original notion a bit to incorporate cangelo's good ideas about the rhythm of the piece. It's . . . very strange to have even this drawn on, it's like there was a piece of my skin that I'd forgotten to put on until now. It's heavy, but not in a weighing-down way. Gravitas, I guess. We'll see how it wears.
Devotional work is weird.
Seeing Serenity tonight, which will mean that I get access to half the conversations on LJ back. :P
One of my classmates in the training group was thrilled that I had gone dancing. Which is sort of tying into my thoughts that I'd like to get a little formal dance training sometime. Probably a couple of different sets of basics. (I'd been pondering keshwyn's discussion of doing martial arts stuff together with folks, but that's slightly not the right thing for me right now.) And today badseed1980 mentioned the bellydance class she's taking and also links to peacock-feather fans which are inspiring in me an emotion which is unfortunately best rendered in things that include 'OMG'. Heh.
We have a Sharpie, whee. Which means I've drawn on a (very poor) sketch of the tattoo that I'm nearly ready to commit to, modifying the original notion a bit to incorporate cangelo's good ideas about the rhythm of the piece. It's . . . very strange to have even this drawn on, it's like there was a piece of my skin that I'd forgotten to put on until now. It's heavy, but not in a weighing-down way. Gravitas, I guess. We'll see how it wears.
Devotional work is weird.
Seeing Serenity tonight, which will mean that I get access to half the conversations on LJ back. :P