meej: (weekly.updates)
crap I've like done all of this stuff and I don't even know where to begin y'all except that obviously i've decided to like totally eff punctuation sideways right up the bean

Also, this morning Cal shared something with me:

Cal: Walks: meej recommended a Guy Gavriel Kay book to me. Should I be concerned? Right now it is mostly just lots of pretty words flowing over me.
Me: Yeah, that's GGK in a nutshell. It's beautiful Monet watercolors of castration and rape.
Walks: ...
Cal: Me: NOT EVEN KIDDING TOTALLY LITERAL
Cal: Walker
Oh look. There's the gloriously illustrated murder.

Seriously though I'd categorize GGK as more like a Waterhouse of castration and rape, and also sieges and assassinations and enucleation.
meej: The Nonborn King (book.fandom)
The Dark Is Rising
Avaryan Rising (not the Dark)
The Silmarillion
Death's Master
The Nonborn King
Jack the Bodiless
The Fionavar Tapestry
The Name of the Wind
The Proofhouse


I have a lot of new things to read but it's that time of year when my brain is so pulped by heat that I can't process NEW ideas. TIME FOR OLD ONES TO SIFT OVER.

The fall of Gondolin, Pwyll Twiceborn, mercenary Lylas and Aiken Drum and Mirain (the good one) and Merriman Lyons and Gorgias, dammit Gorgias.

I don't know yet that I'm ready for a Sandman reread; I do love Morpheus but sometimes I just want to shake him. (Which is totally the point.) I am also not yet ready for Strange & Norrell, although I bet I'll get to that after The Proofhouse, because (dammit) Gorgias makes me think of Mr Norrell.

I WOULD LIKE TO REREAD THE COMPANY, BUT SOMEONE STILL HAS MY COPY (I wish I'd written Aidi Proiapsen.)
meej: Maitreyi Graycloak (bitch)
When authors describe someone's voice as "chocolatey".

No matter who does this (and I have counted six authors who have), it never fails to piss me off, because there are so many different kinds of chocolate.

Obviously they usually mean "sexy" or something like it, but god damn it use a good strong adjective for it, not something weaksauce like "like chocolate" you asshole, using food alongside sex bugs the CRAP out of me.

EVERYONE WRITE THE WAY I WANT YOU TO, FOREVER.

Brandon Sanderson and Rick Riordan are excused on the grounds that they already do. Likewise Tanith Lee, who has perfected sensual without stupid.
meej: (PRODUCTIVE)
- ran
- worked for nine hours
- washed some dishes
- PROMOTED SYNERGY
- wrote four letters
- worried about religion and wondered about spirituality for like an hour
- read the hell out of Kindle!A Dance of Dragons.

I STILL LIKE STANNIS BARATHEON. DEAL WITH IT.

Some of my co-workers and I have been discussing the fact that aprontiems is not as fun as it used to be. It would TOTALLY be fun again if we just hired some more people @_@ getting slammed all the time is not as fun as you'd think it would be.

TOMORROW I WORK AGAIN, AND THEN I AM TOTALLY GOING TO HAVE TWO DAYS OFF AND SEE IF I CAN BE CREATIVE
meej: (PRODUCTIVE)
- LAUNDRY oh god how can I be out of clean socks HOW
- five posts for PW and four for BoP
- work out!
- vacuum around the cat box, why are cats such orful little pie-fillings WHY
- watch Ladyhawke.

So I had my six-month review at aprontiems (really more like a 10.5 month review, we are slightly behind at our store). Bossmans says I am awesome. I TOTALLY AM. I got a raise! I plan to use this money to buy a plane ticket for to see my high school BFF get married in June. I take my vacations around the celebrations of others. Meanwhile, my brother and sister are in Thailand (what), thence Bali (what). They are staying at a Holiday Inn (WHAT).

I bellowed "WHAT THE HELL, SOUTHWEST ASIA TOUR???" at my mother over the telephone when I was informed of this. She said reasonably that if I kept up with the facebooks I would know about this already. It's a sorry day when I have to learn that Boy and Bee are OUT OF THE FLIPPIN HEMISPHERE on the FACEBOOKS.

Last night I got to play realtime RP with some grown-ups. Greyspell told a story to a death knight and saw his garden. It's a DEATH KNIGHT's GARDEN. There is something very wrong with this picture! It was fun; the guppy tried to help by sitting on my lap and beating her tiny hands against the keyboard. This did not help Greyspell's reputation as an uptight upright erudite stillness-smith to have random strings of gibberish and spacebar-jumping. Gup so cute. <3

I am trying to write, but my brain is stupid. I keep mixing up bits of metallurgy and glass-crafting with political subplots, and I keep thinking that if I were Guy Gavriel Kay I could come up with some lovely conceit to liken Thalassian/Horde politics with stained glass, BUT NO, IT JUST SITS THERE LUMPENLY LIKE GLASSBLOWERS' HICCUPS.

I read a book called Liar by Justine Larbalastier. I am still thinking about it. It is one of those where I cannot say definitively that I liked it, but I read the entire thing in one day and I'm STILL thinking about it. A good choice. I may reread to see if I actually enjoy it as opposed to being jump-started by it.
meej: (science!)
a) I had turned on the TV for background noise while I did a few chores, and gradually I became aware that House was on. (Is it just House or House, M.D.?)

b) PARTHENOGENESIS. What.

c) Perhaps I caught him on a good day, but the bits and scraps I heard did not make House as much of a dick as have been reported.

I'd still rather watch Scrubs.

At the moment, I'm reading Kristin Cashore's Graceling, another of the YA fantasies. So far it's fairly engaging. It's in third-person, which puts it slightly ahead of Maria Snyder's Poison Study (which disappointed me so much with its rapid series decay; the first book was amazing, and then the second book was a bit whiffy, and the third book was outright heroine worship, and then she wrote a bunch of books about glass that ought to have snatched me right up because GLASS, RIGHT????, and yet it was nothing but hurt-comfort blergh).

I'm still working what I believe to be too much, and I'm trying to convince myself I'm just being a baby about it.

GUP: SO CUTE. <3
meej: The Nonborn King (book.fandom)
First up was a book called The Poison Master by Liz Williams. First and foremost, I approve of authors choosing to byline themselves with nicknames. It's cute and confident. Well done, Liz! You go, Liz! Now let's see if you can write.

Yeah, pretty much. )

The next book on my list is On Off, a murder mystery crime procedural dee dee dee dee miss marple? Usually these books make me make indulgent noises and expect to see them in the Large Print section next to books about cats who walk through zen gardens or something, but this book had me from the author, and that author is:

The only Caesar fangirl gayer for him than I am:

Colleen McCullough.

OH THIS BOOK IS GOING TO ROCK MY FACE OFF, I CAN JUST FEEL IT.
meej: Viraj Samvayita Dhaumradana (:D)
This is true. JAMES CAMERON.

Also, for the hell of it, my favorite "Oglof" (work-safe): IT'S HIS FACE.

Remind me, won't you, to post with the books I'm reading, or the stories I'm writing, or how adorable my guppy is, or why I find it satisfying to rp a horrible blood elf warlock.

THIS WEEK I AM NOT GOING TO POST FURTHER UPON MY EMPLOYMENT, THOUGH.

Brainbloat

Jan. 31st, 2011 07:07 am
meej: Chardista Graycloak and his argument-maker. (writing)
I have so many things written and approaching completion, and my brain is sluggish and lethargic. I reached a very good point in Lai versus Mirain (spoiler: Laikhaila wins, because she is the Best Blood Knight), and then I just stared at the page and went to go dig up Nerubian artifacts (because puzzle-boxes of hell are just the thing for Greyspell).

I have posts on every board, and stories I've been working on for actual literal years, and tiny scenelets that I have sketched out in my notebooks. BRAIN-BLOAT, Y U SO HARD.

It's probably all the lolspeak I do, the abbreviated words and elided morae turning my brain into a soft mushy anvil against which no wordsmithing can make do.

I am reading The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, which came highly recommended, and which also posits a mighty sovereignty hight Panem. As soon as I saw that, I knew that I was going to like this, as horrible as it sounds.

I am also finishing up the Mistborn trilogy, by Brandon Sanderson. He has many gifts as an author, but one of the main ones is his sheer creativity about magical systems. Allomancy and Feruchemy are some of the coolest ideas for How To Win I've ever seen, and Vin is very clever with her uses within boundaries. Now there's a new kind of magic in that world, though, and I am uneasy just at the name 'hemalurgy'. (I am amused that even before I picked up the books I'd had ideas for Greyspell to study the bloodsmithing of Deepholm. It is what he does.)

Today's plans: aprontimes, writing some letters. I KNOW I OWE SKEILER AND Z!
meej: (intense espresso)
No.

Today there was a large meeting training wossname at my place of business. The district manager was there. I think he thinks I'm a bit of a stupe, but on the other hand, the reason I did not participate in the training seminar yet is because bossmans said that my skillz were such that they would save my training for last on the grounds (... hee) that my coffee was adequate without having emergency training. That is good, I suppose; there is merit in being at least competent in everything you do, no matter how humble. BEFORE ENLIGHTENMENT, CHOP WOOD, POUR WATER; AFTER ENLIGHTENMENT, CHOP WOOD, POUR WATER, AMIRITE?

I finished reading Heart Shaped Box. It deeply satisfied me, as a ghost story, as a love story, as a mystery, and as a psychological chest of horrors and skeeve. I noted a shout-out to one of his daddy's books, when Jude faces the same dilemma as Eddie Dean in regards to drawn doors.

I did not run today. I worked out, and my shoulders are pleasingly aching, but I didn't run, and I'm feeling that, a little. Tomorrow I will run after work, and I will try to run as fast as I can for three point one miles, so that on Thursday I can run a little slower for six miles. :D

I have so many things to write, and so many night elves to slay, and two more yellow black-banded blocks to knit. TWO! MORE!
meej: (m00sic)
Sorafune, TOKIO. This is one of those songs that makes me restless, want to run and jump and yawp gleefully.

I have news! I am waiting until it is official.

THINGS I AM CURRENTLY READING:

- The Escapement, K.J. Parker. (Reread)
- Iron Council, China Miéville (still reading for the first time; I got distracted from it mid-September and ... only recently picked it up again, I do believe I'll have to start over. Unlike Perdido Street Station, not everything in this book is filfy, but that is because this is his homage to Zane Grey, so everything is gritty and dessicated instead. I love Judah Low.)
- The Elegance of the Hedgehog, Muriel Barbery (for the first time).
meej: (sharknadoes!)
I'm home from my vacation.

Tomorrow's plans:

- unpack
- flumph
- renew the attack on the prospective employers on behalf of me, the prospective employee
and
- write. :D

I updated my goodreads wossname with everything I read on vacation. My sister finished Breaking Dawn (groan) but then moved on to the book I gave her for her birthday, The Mysterious Benedict Society. China Miéville wrote a book that doesn't have brain-eating moths in it (yet), but does have a good man who is not annoyingly self-righteous. I think I probably love him more than any other Miéville character I have yet met, although of course there are things I want to smack him for.

When I came home, Emmy regarded me warily, but soon enough relented and gave snuggles. <3 <3 <3

... seriously though I'm not looking forward to the unpacking and cleaning nnnnnrgh
meej: The Nonborn King (book.fandom)
My sister, the charming Bee, sent me an invitation to Goodreads. Poking around the site has revealed that it's a sketchy sort of book-club, a way to show people what's on your shelves and how you regard these things.

My sister reads very crappy* books. It makes me sad. But at least she's reading.

I stacked the deck and five-starred all of the science fiction options they set before me, excepting the two by Kevin J. Anderson (WHAT), and am feeling pretty good about it. I'm expecting a call later today about what the sam hill "Gardens of the Moon" or "Kiln People" is. (They're making a movie that I thought was "Kiln People" - you know, Bruce WIllis sending out his surrogate self to investigate people's surrogates being murdered. Bruce would make a kickass Albert.)





* She said that The Da Vinci Code was a very enjoyable read and now she's gone on to Twilight. MY SISTER is reading that. Oh my sainted aunt. Oh my painted cat. D:

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