So there's this thing I've been working on with cynstress, majea, and the lovely pescana. Two of them have already spilled the beans, but here it is:

Red Queen PressWe've formed a publishing company. It's a small press are we're taking baby steps, rolling out the books we've got going one at a time ( Read more... )

Poll Monsters, obviously.

( These photographs of you... )

I have art! I have ART!

A few months ago, while I was still in Viet Nam, little Ms Erin had a sale. And there were two pieces I fell in love with that were also perfectly in line with my "do not bring anything into my house that I don't passionately love" ethos.

The first was the Morning Star, which just spoke to me of new beginnings and beauty. ( Read more... )

Well. When I went to Viet Nam, I went with a plan and a man.

( I left Viet Nam with a new plan and no man. )

No, seriously, I look back on all the pictures I've taken of my mad clothing spree and not once has my bed been made up in any of them.

( I told you I was bone lazy. )

( So what do y'all think, hair up or down? )

As I was saying to my sister, plaid_rhapsody (and still OMG! Yay!), in e-mail last night, "A single woman should have, aside from her normal everyday sensible shoes, two kinds of special shoes in her wardrobe. "Fuck me" pumps, and "fuck you" pumps."

( Which ones do you like? )

Lots of e-mail.

From my sister.

I send lots of e-mail.

To my sister.

Y'all, I've got a sister!

Did you know?

My sister, she's excellent.

Say, "hi" to her here. Maybe she'll say "hi" back*.

*Yep. She's got an lj. I'll let her out herself on that.


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Don't you like... wandering down to the kitchen at 3.17am after startling out of a fitful feverish doze, because you realize that you're bloody well starving, and standing there at the kitchen sink lit only by the streetlamps outside eating torn off bits of baguette with small chunks of cheddar* you just didn't have the patience to slice, and ( Read more... )