Mar. 2nd, 2009 03:35 pm
talkingsoup: (v for pink floyd)

Holy shit, guys.

I finally read it, yeah, yeah, in anticipation of the movie, I know. Bandwagoner here. In any case, regardless of the movie, I'm glad I read it because it is a damn fine example of a comic book, and at the same time is a damn fine piece of literature. And I mean that quite literally. The amount of thought and detail that went into it, the content, the characters, it deserves the title of "literature."

I'm still not sure what I think about the ending, but...well, I won't go into that.

Apparently the movie makes a few changes, probably the most notable of which is that there are no squid bombs. Which makes sense, honestly. UNEXPECTED CTHULHU BOMB WAS UNEXPECTED. Seriously, where the hell did that come from? Still, doesn't get much more awesome than squid bombs. Except maybe dinosaur bombs :Oa (Highlight for spoilers, hooray, I figured out the html!)

Everyone's going nuts over this movie, and yeah, I'm excited for it. Glad I read the book, certainly. In any case, it'll be a good way to kick off Spring break :)
talkingsoup: (haruko)
Whut? WHUT? What's this I hear about Jerry Spinelli releasing a sequel to Stargirl? Holy crap, MUST HAVE! Stargirl was one of the most amazing books when I was younger and it's still pretty high on my favorites list. Now after all this time, a sequel?? I guess it's not coming out for awhile, but still!

So yeah, I notice I haven't had a real update in awhile. Let's see.

Well, I did end up seeing Hairspray (like, two weeks ago, lol) and it was quite excellent, quite charming, and I've already ordered the soundtrack. Haven't seen any movies since, though.

I also got my hands on The Mirador, though I haven't really started it yet (XOMG *squee!!* Mildmay! Felix! And now even Mehitabel gets some airtime!!). I also grabbed a copy of some H.P. Lovecraft story collection. I figure, considering I'm sort of kind of part of the fantasy writers crowd, I should go find out what's the deal with this Cthulhu guy. Cthulhu fhtagn?

I've also gotten the latest of all my manga, and hopefully no more will come out between now and the end of August, since I'm already shipping quite a few books to Ithaca (not nearly as many as last time, though).

And, in my neverending pursuit of new anime to watch, I've stumbled across yet another incredibly obscure show called Black Blood Brothers. I've only yet seen the first episode, since the second episode doesn't want to work for some reason, but boy did it snag me. It's an actual Aftermath series! I might not have explained it here, but I love stories about aftermath--you know, what happens after the journey is over, after the world has been saved, after the hero's triumphant return, because the story never really ends at "happily ever after." So in this series, near as I can figure, Jirou is some kind of vampire (so cliche, but I do love me a vampire) who has already lost everything important to him and is now trying to make his own way. Great fight scenes and great animation all around. Plus Jirou has a pretty freaking awesome hat. In fact the only complaint I have with the first episode is that they have a timeskip, but they don't really specify how much time has passed. But that's nitpicky. Pretty good so far, though of course I'll need to see more to make a sound judgment. And Sousei no Aquarion continues to thoroughly entertain.

Jobbage has slowed considerably since they cut hours all around, so I'm only working two days this week, tomorrow and Saturday. Not that long, either. I suppose it doesn't matter much since I'm leaving in about a week anyway. Gotta talk to my boss about that one. I'm leaving the 18th to go hang out with Julie for a few days before the lot of us drive back to Ithaca. Yay, I get to see a Minnesota State Fair for the first time! I hear it's quite an experience.

And after an entire summer of not writing, I'm actually writing again! I've finished the next chapter for my fanfic, finally and it's posted if anyone wants to go read it. I'm also writing some scenes for North--I finally got to introduce Rain and Chia! I've also got some pretty sick ideas for what happens next in Mot, so I think I might gravitate in that direction once the Rain and Chia scene is over. And I've been giving more thought to that idea I mentioned, the one that involves dreams. I still need to get a handle on the characters over there, though.

As for the 100 Situations, well, I still haven't heard back from the site mod, so I have no idea what's happening with that. I do want to start it, but I can't actually post anything until my claim has been confirmed. *shrug* I've even left comments asking what's up, but no one has replied.

And an XBox 360 has randomly come to live at our house. My brother can't possibly have any money left over. And the poor PS2 is so neglected. Did I mention that I also bought my own PS2? I just have to steal some of Ben's controllers and I'll be set. Man, that's a lot of stuff I'll need to ship, though fortunately all my books fit into one box this time.

Ooh, also got the latest volume of Digger, Ursula Vernon's awesome webcomic. You can get to her site on the links in the sidebar. Go support her, she's awesome!

And, holy shit, Blue Planet is going to be on the Discovery Channel starting Sunday! HO-SHIT. I'm excited!

Think that's about all there is. Summer's winding down, can you feel it?

One more thing. Withing Temptation=FTW.


Aug. 7th, 2007 02:31 am
talkingsoup: (haruhi so adorable)
Sweet freaking mercy, The Mirador came out today *squeeflaildie* AHHHHHHH!! Borders! Tomorrow! Buy!

Oh I love how fast these books come out ^_^ Summerdown can't be far away either. Wootstuffs!!!!!!!!

Here's another one I'm gonna tear through about as fast as Deathly Hallows. Hoo-boy.
talkingsoup: (his roar)
Holy shit, I'm finally home.

Let's see, a little over a week ago I was in Ithaca.

Then I was in Chicago.

Then I slept one night at home and went directly to Mono Lake.

Then I was home for a few days, not long enough to bark about.

Then I was in Fabius, New York for Lisa's wedding.

Then I went to Hollister here in Cali to go off-roading with Liz and her boyfriend Steve.

And now I'm finally home for the long run. No trips, no sudden traveling anytime soon. Thank god. It's good to finally be home.

Anyway, it turns out I didn't just crash my dad's car, I totaled it. Ugh. Dad called me a few days ago and he seems pretty cool about it all. I still feel incredibly stupid and bad, and I'm holding to my resolution not to use the credit card for anything I don't absolutely without a doubt need. And to actually find a good job this summer. I've applied at about a zillion places already, but no one's gotten back to me yet. And I still have a few online apps to do.

Left for New York right after Lost, which was awesome. )

Got a red-eye flight to Syracuse and Tammy was amazingly nice and came to pick up both me and Kate. She droves us to Kate's aunt's tiny and awesome house in Tully, right next door to Fabius, where we met Clara the insane two-year-old black lab. Kate's aunt Kitty is as awesome as her tiny and awesome house (I want a house like that, even with the landslide in the backyard). The day after that was the wedding. We did some yardwork and such before that, then got into our pretty dresses and went over to Fabius for the wedding.

It was so pretty and adorable! It took place at this sort of lodge place, and was outside on a hill that overlooked very green and pretty countryside. Kate and I explored the place while we waited for everyone to arrive. Steve (Lisa's hubby) showed up first, dressed in his Marine uniform (weird, how I know two Steves who are boyfriends/husbands of people named Elizabeth/Lisa who are in the Marines...). Lisa was wearing this beautiful sparkly sleeveless dress. The wedding happened soon after she arrived, and since she's Wiccan, the ceremony was Wiccan as well. She and Steve lit candles and did handfasting, which is when the partners have their hands tied together briefly to symbolize their connection. Then to finish it off they jumped over a broomstick. So cute and so pretty!

Then we went inside to eat yummy food (there was a chocolate fountain!), talk with Lisa, dance and have fun.

The day after that was more exploration of Kitty's house and yard, then I got on a plane back for Cali. Somewhere in that all, Mom called to tell me that the car was totaled.

On the plane ride back I finished Trickster's Queen which is definitely my favorite Tammy book so far. It's full of spywork, politics, court stuff, and all kinds of fun stuff all toward the eventual revolution. God it's so much fun to watch a revolution unfold! Tammy got all the little details right. And the characters, oh man, Aly was still a snarky little awesome thing, Nawat was still adorable, Dove was still intellectual and amazing, and there were some new people, particularly Taybur Sibigat, and Julie, I can understand why he's your favorite Tammy character ever, oh my holy God he's amazing.

Next up is the Alanna series, methinks. But before that I'm going to read a few more of the Dresden books. I'm onto Summer Knight, which is very promising so far. Harry just has no fucking luck. With anything. Though god, I hope things work out with this whole Faerie Godmother thing (for those who haven't read the books, you don't want a faerie godmother. There are no pumpkins involved and no fucking bippity-boppity-boo. Faeries are evil little shits in the real mythology. If there are any pumpkins, they're moldy and evil and smelly pumpkins).

Glad to see Billy the Werewolf back, though, even if it was just for a second.

As soon as I got back, Liz called and invited me up to camp with her and some of her friends in Hollister. That was a lot of fun, even though I didn't know anyone and felt awkward and antisocial as usual. Liz spent most of the time with Steve, which is more than understandable, considering he's leaving very very soon. Hollister is pretty much this place to go off-roading, or wheeling as the boys called it. And we're not talking a little oh-we're-so-bad trek off the main road, we're talking driving through freaking trenches and up rock walls and stuff like that. The car I was in actually tipped over, which was as scary as it was exciting. The window had already been smashed before I got there, so I could literally put my hand out the window and feel the dirt. For anyone thinking of going to Hollister, the Tank Traps trail is very awesome, but you'd better have some badass wheels or you're dead. Oh, and there's poison oak everywhere.

I also heard wild boars when I went to sleep that night. And here I thought wild boards were imaginary. Lol, just kidding. We had a fire and the boys stayed up talking trucks ("rigs") with some other guys. Liz and Steve turned in early since neither of them were feeling good. The girl I was supposed to share a tent with got drunk and spent the night with the boys in the larger tent (in a strictly friendly way--she wanted the one guy to look after her while she was plastered) so I got the tent to myself, though having a mat would have been nice. That ground is fucking hard.

God back around noon today, and have decided to take the next two days to do abso-fucking-lutely nothing but sit on my ass and do my own damn thing. Finish up the other applications, get some writing done, do some shit, so on.

Still have to write the next chapter of the fic. I'm horrible--I said it would be up last week, but then there was the car accident and suddenly I was on a plane. Otherwise I would have finished it.

Oh, and I'm going to see Pirates tonight if it kills me.
talkingsoup: (linderman's pot pie)
Very good episode of Heroes tonight. Though I don't have much to say about it, other than you'll start to see Sylar in a different light. And, one way or another, the end cometh.

Finals week has begun. I go to Sociology of Religion tomorrow, though technically I don't have to since I've done my presentation and turned in my paper. Spent ALL of Saturday finishing the goddamn paper, only to find out that the library books were late. Tried to turn it in Sunday and the Soc office was closed, so I finally got it in today--a day before the deadline, go me.

Wednesday is the Grammar final, and is also the day the storage people come to pick up our boxes. So I've gotta pack between now and then, and that includes sheets and my pillow. *sigh* At least I have blankets and the little pillow with the sailboat that is awesome, though it doesn't really support your head well. Thursday is free (probably a packing/writing/working day), and then Friday is Women and Writing, when the powerpoint and portfolio are due. I've got until then to finish up both, though I just found out today that I never got all the information necessary for the powerpoint. Geh. Hope I get it soon, otherwise I'll have to go out myself and snag it all from online.

Think I'm gonna spend the rest of the night working on WW stuff and maybe, hopefully, doing some writing.

I did get a lot of packing done today, woot. Also went and read outside for about an hour, and that was very yay. I've started Trickster's Choice by Tammy, and it's very awesome so far. I think I like it better than the first two Kel books. Aly is absolutely brilliant. And so're George and Alanna, who I didn't see enough of in the Kel books. Makes me want to read the Alanna quartet.

talkingsoup: (warrior's eyes)
So after the oh-so lovely blizzard on Monday, we had an utterly beautiful weekend, as in, skirt weather. Skirt-buying weather too. I am perfectly content right now, like a cat sleeping in the sun, or something.

Whee! Friday I showed The Wicker Man to Pat, and he liked it a lot. He also showed us some hilarious clips from the remake, which is nowhere near the awesome magnitude of the first one. I felt a bad about breezing in and out of his room, but Friday was also kind of a runaround day.

Also went hiking Friday. Man-o-man are the trails muddy back there, and at first I was taking it gingerly, but eventually I gave that up and just slogged along. It was so bad that some of the deer trails had actually disappeared beneath fallen trees and wind-blown branches. I also had to build a bridge across a literal creek that hadn't been there when I went last. God, I love nature. The peeper frogs were out in the marsh as well, making their noise, and I saw 7 deer I think, including a deer carcass by the marsh. Which was also pretty awesome, since how often do you get to use the word "carcass" in everyday life? Unless you're a writer, in which case it tends to come up a lot. :P

Actually I was also looking for a bear trap while I was back there. Kate had gone hiking that morning and stumbled upon some hunting ground and almost got her leg bitten off by metal death and pain. Are bear traps even legal in New York anymore? Couldn't find the trap or the hunting blinds that Kate saw, though I told myself I would spring any traps I did find. Hm, though on second thought, messing with big hairy men with guns...

Saturday was less a hectic day, since we got to sleep in, and for the most part did nothing all day but have our usual Buffy night and show Sophia some more Kodocha. Which is awesome by the way, and if we can get the correct player for ASIC, I'd recommend it for next year. Long thought it is. I spent the night reading more of Moonshine and stopped in an extraordinarily bad place to try and sleep on.

Today was another relatively hectic day. Got up "early", meaning around 11:30ish, and went to Walmart (kill me), Wegmans and then the Commons to hang up posters. Tammy (read: Tamora Pierce) is coming to the college to give a talk and sign books on the 30th, so we were advertising, though I haven't exactly been much help in this area. Julie put the whole thing together and has nearly died from the stress, bless her head. Also the whole time down there I was kind of lost in Moonshine, and just finished it a little while ago. Reading for the better part of a day--that doesn't happen often these days. Only with the best of the best, like with anything by Sarah Monette and of course with the Moonshine's predecessor, Nightlife. You might remember me practically frothing with joy at that one a year or so ago.

So, Moonshine. The gist of the series--since I now know it's a series, fuck yes!!--is two brothers, Cal and Niko. Cal is half-monster and Niko is pretty much all ninja or samurai, take your pick. The two have spent their entire lives fleeing from the monster side of the family, and in the last book, things were starting to look up for them. Though the good times never last for our dear tortured Cal and Niko, and they face things even worse in this most recent installment than the whole of the monster pack. The book is first person, narrated by Cal--angsty, snarky, a little crazy, the perfect mix of tortured bad boy. (I'm starting to think there's something a little off with me and the rest of the female gender, since we all inevitably love the tortured ones. Ask me about Felix and Mildmay and my own Kazriel). His voice is so utterly perfect. Anyone remember me talking about how awesome Mildmay's voice in Melusine and The Virtu was? Cal's is about on par, if not better for it's modernity, and therefore relatability. I think the two would get along. They could trade horror stories and snark at each other.

Robin Goodfellow, the lovable, egotistical, oh-so-awesome puck who was in the first one. Lovely George is back as well, as is lovely Promise, and there are some new faces as well. Most particularly Flay, an albino werewolf, who I liked a lot more than I thought I would. And an incredibly evil villain on par with Darkling. Abbagor was back too, the love-to-hate-him troll who lives under the Brooklyn Bridge.

Ahhhhh, this was a wonderful book, with an ending that leaves you satisfied and still wanting more, particularly Spoilers! )

The author, Rob Thurman, is writing two more, which should come out next year and the year after and I can't fucking wait.

And, well, now I have an unbelievable amount of homework to tackle, so I should probably get to it. Or I could just procrastinate more. Why pretend? It's going to happen anyway, so I might as well admit to it. ^_^;
talkingsoup: (naruto forward)
Quite the double-post, innit? I hadn't realized I hadn't updated at all in two weeks.

Anyway, continuing in the amazing story of my life...

So yeah, the last half of break we spent doing the book thing and hanging with my people. I think it was Friday night we went to Caleb and Asher's (the cousins) school to hear a jazz and poetry thing--Caleb plays guitar, Asher plays drums. The only way I can really describe it is that it was very, very New York. It was interesting the way the poems and the music melted together, though I don't know if I actually liked it or not. Though some of the poems were pretty awesome. One was a poem about being in the primordial soup and amoeba love, haha. Brilliant.

Speaking of primordial soup, holy FUCK, Spore is coming out this fall apparently. What is Spore? Spore is only the most awesome computer game probably to ever grace geekdom. Pretty much, in the game you start out as a one-celled organism, and then you evolve. You choose what lines you want to evolve along, giving yourself X number appendages and so on. And according to their new video
you can do a lot more than that. *squee!* I've been anticipating this game ever since I heard about it about two years ago.

The only problem being that I'll need a new laptop to handle this game. Septimus is getting up there, but he still works and he's still mostly reliable, like an old dog. I don't want to get rid of him yet. I'm one of those people who keeps using my things until they fall apart ^.^

Had a bit of a surreal moment when we drove by the World Trade Center. I'm still sort of torn about visiting places like that. It was the same when we went to Dachau in Germany--just the idea of a place of such suffering becoming a tourist attraction. But I did tell myself this time that I wanted to go there, because 9/11 I think played a major role in my anxiety disorder, and I need to start facing that. We never actually made it to the WTC, but we did drive past it, and it was just like, "wow...there used to be towers there. There used to be people there." Ah, man. I dunno.

But, enough with the depressing. I can't be entirely depressed right now because there's an icicle hanging outside my window that looks like an alien's hand, no joke.

Last day spent in NYC we went to the Brooklyn Museum of Art, kind of like a smaller version of the Met, though it was still all kinds of brilliant. We only had time for two floors (there were five), so we checked out the floor with American art (woot) and the floor with the Egyptian stuff (holy crap, Batman!). No mummies, but it was all very awesome.

And now we're back in good old Ithaca and it's cold and wet and there are classes to attend and Julie and I are still sick. *sigh*

And now the requisite reports on the various and sundry things that came out in the past week. Though first, another book I read.

Have I mentioned the Retriever's Series here? The series is about Wren, a Retriever living in NYC. A Retriever is like a Get Backer (lol) in that she "retrieves" things for people, which usually means steals them. Except that in this world there is magic, and it takes a very interesting form. In any case, Wren has gotten up to some shit in the last two books, but the most recent one out, the third, is definitely my favorite. At this point, it looks like war's about to break out between the Mage Council (the organized group of magic users), the lonejacks (the live-free-or-die types of magic users) and the fatae (the non-human people living in the city). It's gotten very awesome, and it's an excellent example of modern urban fantasy. If you like Dresden, you'll probably like Wren, though this series falls a bit more on the female side of things, though not to a chick-lit degree. Wren is an awesome character, and the book has its own voice that is a blatantly New York voice. Love it.

So what have we? No House on Tuesday due to March Madness, but Crossing Jordan and Lost were both on Wednesday, of course, and they were both ALL KINDS of awesome. I'm really impressed with this season of Jordan so far, since it's really branching out and doing some interesting things. And Lost is no longer sucking! It's getting back into the mysterious and strange that made the first season and the first part of the second season so brilliant.

However, there are things I must report and speculate on. For instance, in Crossing Jordan...*spoilers alert* )

As if that wasn't intense enough, we follow it up immediately with...

Lost )

And of course, of course, there were the Narutos that came out, being the latest manga chapter and the latest Shippuden episode.

Chapter spoilers )

As for the episode, well, it's following the manga, and it continues to be brilliant, although it was lacking on the crazy music front.

Back in my world, in terms of writing, I didn't get half as much done of the rewrite over break as I wanted. Between being sick and hitting a snag that Pat pointed out, it just kind of came to a standstill. But I'm going to get back in it now, and keep thinking about that snag. Mostly the thing is, do I want to overhaul the beginning in order to get things moving faster, or draw it out so things are more dramatic? I'm long-winded, in case you couldn't tell, but that's something I'm trying to fix. So I dunno. There are a few things I'm going to extend because they kind of have to be.

Also, a lot's been coming together for some of my other projects. Mot has been niggling me again. The thing with Ramsey--my white haired, cloak-wielding heroine--is taking shape in my head. Have I mentioned Skye? Skye is the main character of Ramsey's story--I don't know her last name, but she's a snarky tattoo artist in Berkely who was diagnosed with schizophrenia some years ago. This was because she could see the things that Ramsey fights--critters I have dubbed darksouls for now, who are kind of shadow creatures that haunt people at their best and kill them at their worst. Anyway, Skye could see those things, and ghosts and stuff, but it made her a strange kid and she was diagnosed with schizophrenia. She believes now that all the things she saw when she was younger were hallucinations, but when she meets Ramsey she realizes she's been sane all along. Should be fun.

Things are also really coming together for North, though I'm still not sure how far I am from actually starting it. I've got a better sense of what's going on in the Whodden--where the Folk, the spirits and non-humans live--and what's going on in North's own life. I just need to figure out certain things about the beginning of the story.

And now I have to get some things done before Women and Writing. Another long post! Lol, and these two were supposed to be all one. Nya-ha.
talkingsoup: (shippuden new day)
Well first of all, gotta report on something I've been wanting to report on for awhile now, since before break.

That being Ouran High School Host Club.

This being an anime, obviously. The premise of the show is, this tomboy, Haruhi, is a scholarship student at the extravagantly rich Ouran Academy. She walks into a room one day and meets the Host Club, a group of guys who are pretty much...escorts without the sex, catering to the girls of the high school. They initially mistake Haruhi for a boy, and when she breaks an 8 million yen vase they turn her into a host to pay it off. Once they realize she's actually a girl the hijinks ensue.

It's probably the most adorable anime ever, and I say that having seen Gravitation and Honey and Clover. H&C still tops the charts, of course, but Ouran is pure love. And much like the aforementioned, it's not all cuteness--it's got some real story behind it, good story, with good characters.

The best part of the show is that it's fanservice and knows it. The entire point of the Host Club itself is to provide fanservice for the high school fangirls. They even cater to all the classic drool-inducing bishounen types the fangirls love (and what's better is the characters actually refer to themselves as those "types"). Kyouya, the cool guy with glasses, Honey, the high schooler who looks like a kid and appeals to the shota/cuteness fangirls, Mori, the tall-dark-handsome-silent one, Kaoru and Hikaru the twins who of course play up the twincest-yaoi thing (and you can tell they absolutely love the act, though in reality it really is an act), and Tamaki the Prince Charming, over-the-top, adorable and protective leader of the Hosts who of course creates the UST with him and Haruhi.

The show is utterly brilliant, in case I haven't stressed that enough. I just really love how they do the relationships in it--very realistic and subtle and deep. I love the portrayal of Hikaru and Kaoru's relationship, and Kyouya and Tamaki, and Honey and Mori, and Hikaru and Haruhi, and Haruhi and Tamaki. So. Effing. Brilliant.

Watch it for the cuteness and the characters and the story.

So yes! Spring Break. Julie and I spent it with my relatives in NYC, Uncle Craig who's a reverend and Aunt Cathy who's a teacher. Julie got really sick right before we went and I was already sick and got even sicker halfway through the week. So we ended up not doing half of what we wanted to do. It was still a lot of fun, though. I got to see the NYC family, which was awesome, since they're awesome. We went to the Museum of Natural History which was fucking brilliant since I finally found the name for Deinocherius, the ginormous dinosaur of which they only found the arms (holy FUCK they're huge--guy musta been a motherfucker of a dino), and since I got to see Dunkleostolus who is made of primordial awesome, and Archaepoteryx, and an Easter Island head, and lots of gold. I love museums.

Also went to a bookstore up in Manhattan called Books of Wonder, which was cool, though I wasn't expecting it to be all a children's store. Though I found some Edward Gorey books I'd hitherto not known of (woot!) and the place is joined with a fucking cupcake shop, and have I mentioned that I love New York Cities? They just, like, have stores that just, sell cupcakes, how fucking awesome is that?? It was also across the street from a really neato paper store and I bought a few journals. We also walked to a more local bookstore (my people live in Brooklyn) which was really awesome, though it didn't have any of the Harry Dresden series, so we sold out and walked up the street to a lovely two story B&N. Which I felt badly about, but I just love the books.

Which leads me to the topic of Harry Dresden, the Dresden Files that is. Which has of late become a TV show that is apparently crappy. Anyway, after finishing Lady Knight by Tamora Pierce (fourth and BEST of the Kel books, aka, The Protector of the Small. By the way, I love the little seer girl and I want to see more of her. And who is the Whisper Man? Yay mystery!) Julie told me I had to get started on the Dresden Files (she was on the fourth book by then, I think). So I read the first one on the bus ride down to NYC. And yeah, the writing could have been stronger, but the book was brilliant. First person, which I've only seen so much of in fantasy, and which I really appreciate when well-executed. Plus Harry Dresden is a fucking awesome character, so brilliantly human and flawed and yet awesome as well since he can blow you up and all. It also takes a really realistic approach to magic--as in, no blowing things up at close range since you can also kill yourself. You know, actual backlash. And when people get injured, they don't get up and run around, they fall down and have to sleep it off some (and then fight demons, but that's just poor Harry's bad luck).

I'm on the second one now, and it's good stuff. I'm much loving this series right now. Pat! You might like this to, so ask and I shall lend.

Caught up on most of my manga series while down there as well, Black Cat, Death Note, Fullmetal Alchemist and Naruto.

Also in NYC, we watched movies. Never made it to a movie theater, though the idea of 300 on IMAX still leaves me half-terrified and half-drooling (I want to seeeee it! Spartans! Spartans!), but I got to see two movies I hadn't seen. The first being Batman Begins, finally, the second being The Departed.

Which means--movie reviews!

Batman Begins )


The Departed )

Long post! I have much else to report on, but I shall have to report tomorrow.
talkingsoup: (L)
I got asked out. By a boy. By Pat, actually.


Hee. We're going to see "Children of Men" on Friday. Should be fun. It's mostly a friendly get to know you kind of thing, which is cool. Guess we'll see what happens.

So that was the Moment of yesterday. You know how there are Moments of days, when like, you're talking about it later, and you're like "this is what happened today." That kind of Moment.

Today it was my Sociology of Religion teacher telling us, "Guess what, for your final project/research paper, you get to join a cult!" Though in a lot more words. Basically we have to go out and research some particular religion and write a paper about it. 10-15 pages, which is a perfect length. This should be fun. I'm thinking of doing the Twelve Tribes people, which I have discovered is the name of the cult in the Mate Factory. Woot! Apparently it should be easy, because if you just walk in they try to convert you. This should be fun even if I end up just doing some Christian sect, because it's been awhile since I went to church, and going for the sake of research should be pretty neat. Despite my total sense of not-belonging when I walk in a church being, you know, an atheist and all. Catholicism would be easy, since I could just talk to Molly and follow her to Mass.

In terms of writing, Motley Crew and I have had something of a falling out, so I'm going to let it simmer at least for a little while. I'm working on the next chapter of the fic, and I have a thing to write for Women and Writing that I am so totally gonna center around Gecko. Oh dear, should be lots of fun. Spirits is also coming together in my head, as I've sort of settled some characters motives and such. And despite the large cast of characters (ensemble! It's an addiction!), I've resolved to try to keep it to a decent length this time. Give myself limits to work with and see how well I do, since I've got to learn to work with limits. The problem of course with Spirits is that it's still sorely lacking in the plot department. I only really have a general theory of what happens. If I were to sit down and work it out I'm sure I could come up with something.

I'm officially a Soc double-major. Should be interesting. My new adviser (actually also my Social Movements prof) and I worked out some schedule things yesterday. It's going to be tough to fit all the credits in, but I'm gonna try for it. The Writing major is pretty much already in the bag, and a Soc minor won't be hard to come up with, so even if I don't pull off the double major I can still graduate, at least. That's the beauty of doubling-up halfway through.

I've started reading Lady Knight, the last in the Protector of the Small Quartet, and it's pretty awesome so far. Tobe is awesome.

In Trinity Blood, I think Julie has agreed with me that Tres, Abel and Hugue are utterly made of awesome. Tres especially. Because only Tres can say, "Switching to Genocide Mode." I mean, Genocide Mode. It just doesn't get more awesome.

Julie has also gotten me into watching The 4400, which is also brilliant, and more original than I thought it would be. Plus Mya/Maia, the girl who can see the future, is too adorable for words. And Summer Glau was in it (River from Firefly), acting as a crazy person once again, so you really can't go wrong.

And House last night? Fantastic. Easily one of my favorite episodes. EVER.

So I've got a date (or whatever it's called these days...) and I get to join a cult and the muse is much inspired. Woot!
talkingsoup: (another place another time)
So I'm back in Ithaca.

And it kinda sucks taking a red eye flight when you really want to read something, because all the lights are off and people are asleep all around you. Fuck.

Fortunately between yesterday and ALL of today I managed to read The Virtu which is the sequel to Melusine which as you remember I thoroughly ranted about because it's wonderful. And so, like. The Virtu.




There aren't many books that I can, like, just, you know, read for almost seven hours straight. I'm so glad I only have one class on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Oh man. Oh man. It is made of wonderful. No, the word wonderful doesn't cover it. Amazing, phenomenal, incredible, they just don't cover it at all. I can't think of a single word that describes how fucking good this book is.

The characters. The. I die. I love them. Mildmay is so fucking lovable and amazing and downtrodden and depressed and lonely and so--fucking--loyal and I love him. And Felix is such a wonderful, manipulative, self-absorbed, indescribably vain, tortured, controlling asshole and I also love him.

This book made me hurt. I mean, like, physically hurt. It was so fucking intense, I mean, one thing after another, and all the time you're wondering "Is it totally going to go to shit this time, or are they FINALLY going to have a happy ending??" Gah. XOMG.

I fucking love this book.

Anyway. School. I've got four classes, three on MWF, one on TR.

Grammar and Usage
Women and Writing
Sociology of Religion
Social Movements

And sometime this week I've got to talk to my adviser about how to get into the Sociology double major. Don't know if I can pull it off, but might as well give it a shot. Also have to look into what the deal with the alternate spring break is. And keep an eye out for packages headed my way.

Tammy was the one to drive me from the Syracuse airport to Ithaca. We had a pretty awesome conversation about car accidents and animals and graveyards. It was quite informative, and I think I'm more comfortable around her as like, a person now. She treated the lot of us to lunch at the Lost Dog, around which I started falling asleep in my chicken sandwich. I ended up staying awake for more than 24 hours and finally went to sleep at 8:30, I think. Or maybe 9.

Haven't been writing the past few days between being utterly exhausted and reading. Though a few things have been changing around in my head concerning North's story. And I've decided that, more than anything, I need to get Mot done and stop worrying about how long it will be until then. Yes.

My first and only class of the day on Tuesdays and Thursdays starts at 5:15. How sweet is that??


Jan. 15th, 2007 12:10 am
talkingsoup: (another place another time)
<--New icon! Yay Noein!

Here are piccies of my tattoo now that it's looking better. Check out my madly terrible photo-taking skillzz!

Cut because they're big...I think )

So Final Fantasy X pwns my soul right now, though I'm still plugging my way through FFVIII and Shadow of the Colossus. I want to finish at least one before I go back to IC.

It occurs to me that I rather like webcomics. Though I've kind of only just been getting into them seriously. I've been reading Ursula Vernon's Digger since it started. This is a comic that is right up there with VG Cats for how popular it is. I'd rec it to everyone, except that the website demands a paid subscription, so your only hope really is to wait till they come out in paper form. Another simply brilliant one is TwoKinds which Julie told me about awhile ago but that I only just found. I spent an entire night reading the WHOLE THING, that's how good it is. And then there's The Awakened, which I've also been reading since it started, and is also brilliant, with an awesome story and really unique art. Oh, and of course Talismen by the ever-wonderful Barbara Jacobs and Steve Jones, which has gone on hiatus more often than I'd like, but is still awesome. And can't forget Lackadaisy because there's really nothing better than cats with guns.

I figure now I'll check out Blackbird, which Julie has also read and says is good, and the rest of Inverloch which I've been reading in paper form.


Haven't been doing much else. Finally got The Virtu from B&N as well as a few of the newest mangas. I've told myself I can't read The Virtu until I'm done with Three Days to Never, but the temptation is hard to resist.

Wrote a really *squee* part with Hex and Tag the other night! Yay! Motley Crew has slowed a bit, but is still going strong, and I know where to go next. Tonight will be busy.
talkingsoup: (honey and clover...revolutions)
Well I got up at about 6ish in order to drive my mom to the doc to get a colonoscopy. I took a book, despite how exhausted I was (my mom even let me drive the Acura, woot!) and read a good portion of it while waiting. The book being something I bought a while ago, Three Days to Never by Tim Powers. Which so far is totally awesome. Multiple points of view, for one thing, which I'm a fan of, time travel and reality bending. Plus it has the BEST book jacket description of any book I've ever seen. I really have to type it here for you all to get a sense of the incredibleness of the jacket description:

"When twelve-year-old Daphne Marrity takes a videotape labeled Pee-wee's Big Adventure from her grandmother's house, neither she nor her college-professor father, Frank Marrity, has any idea that the theft has drawn the attention of both the Israeli Secret Service and an ancient European cabal of occultists--or that within hours they'll be visited by her long-lost grandfather, who is also desperate to get that tape.
And when Daphne's teddy bear is stolen, a blind assassin nearly kills Frank, and a phantom begins to speak to her from a switched-off television set, Daphne and her father find themselves caught in the middle of a murderous power struggle that originated long ago in Israel and Germany but now crashes through Los Angeles and out to the Mojave Desert. To survive, they must quickly learn the rules of a dangerous magical chess game and use all their cleverness and courage--as well as their love and loyalty to each other--to escape a fate more profound than death."

That is seriously the most awesome description I've ever read, simply because it sounds so over-the-top and ridiculous. It was the whole reason I picked up the book. It's not as "XOMG LIEK WOAH!" as the jacket description so far--it's better. Love it.

In other news, some kid drove drunk the other day and crashed through the outer wall of the DMV, killing his teenage passenger who, incidentally, went to my high school. My brother even knew him, though he says he was an asshole.

B&N still hasn't contacted me about The Virtu. They'd better get on that soon.

So yesterday, the fam and I minus my brother went to Ano Nuevo to see elephant seals. It was awesome; we hiked over sand dunes and saw a whole bunch of them. Those things are huge. There were some juveniles and pups too--very cute. The coastline was gorgeous in and of itself, despite a lot of fog. Also, in the grass outside the visitor center, we watched a pocket gopher digging a hole while we waited for the tour of the dunes to start. It was adorable; all we saw was this little fuzzy head popping up and down in his hole.

After that we went to lunch at this incredible restaurant that had the best soup I've ever had in my life (artichoke soup) and also the best pie I've ever eaten in my life. Ollalieberry. Don't ask me what an ollalieberry is. I thought of Fynn from Pie-IX while I ate it. I think he would have been impressed.

Not much else to mention, except that I'm almost finished with Okami, and that I have a 1 lb. box of See's Candy (fuck yes).
talkingsoup: (boding badly)
Can I just say that the White Album is full of win? Full. Of. Win.

So, no. Today was my last day. No more job. No more money. It's too late to get another job. It'd be nice if they'd told me I'd only be working this long--again. But oh well. $158 out of it, which ain't too shabby. Plus I got an extra $100 from the 'rents, as the leftovers of my cell phone cost (I was supposed to spend $80, only spent $40) and my dad paying me for researching for him. My feet don't hurt as much today.

For the record, the latest manga are pretty damn awesome but dear god, I think Ima have to go find the Fruits Basket scans online. The next one doesn't come out till April, what?!

Bought Serenity on my break today. Because.

Liz gave me a $50 card to B&N, so tomorrow's a shopping day. I saw The Virtu in Borders, and if they don't have it in B&N I shall weep. WEEP. The Virtu being the sequel to Melusine. Which, if you remember, was ALL KINDS of amazing.

Ahh. Much as I hate it that I'm out of a job, I'm looking forward to the free time. XOMG I'll finally be able to get back to writing.

Still sick. My throat feels like an SOS pad.

Nice Day

Dec. 27th, 2006 12:07 am
talkingsoup: (haru)
It started raining late afternoon, which is fine by me. Rain in winter in California is the equivalent of snow in Ithaca. Except we're actually getting our precipitation, unlike tragically warm Ithaca.

I keep feeling sicker and sicker. This isn't good. I'm knocking back tangerines and Vitamin Water and tea like it's candy. I wonder if it's allergies brought on by inhaling all that box dust. I didn't start feeling sick till the second day on the job. Now it's just worse. All yuck, mostly. I just want to sleep all day tomorrow.

Unfortunately, no. Call it real world experience--having to go to work while deathly ill. I need the money. I shouldn't be gift boxing anymore since the season is over, but now the half yearly sale for men is on, which means it's going to be psychotically busy. Why the hell would Nordstrom do this to themselves? Put on a major sale in the days after Christmas? So there's that to deal with, on top of all the returns? Dear god. I managed to skiv off today, but no more. I'll have to see the sale through to the end, whenever that is. It started today and I don't know how long it continues for. If I'm dead tomorrow, you'll know why.

Went shopping today. Couldn't help myself. That's what Christmas spending money is for, anyway--for spending on the after-Xmas sales. I got the latest Busou Renkin, Monster, Fruits Basket and Immortal Rain in the way of manga. Also got Lady Knight and the first in the Nursery Crime series--of which I have reported--called The Big Over Easy.

Also got A Scanner Darkly--the novel, not the graphic novel--because I saw that movie last night with my brother and it's one of the most awesome movies I've ever seen.

The premise is that it's a few years in the future, and there's a crazy, mind-altering drug on the market called Substance D, and 25% of the population is addicted. The movie examines one such addict, Bob Arctor (I think that's his name), who is also a detective who goes by the name Fred. But Substance D pretty much causes a split personality or some such, so what ends up happening is that Fred is investigating Bob--as in, himself. The unfolding of the plot is awesome, the examination of the addict's mind is scarily accurate, and the ending is simply brilliant.

Oh, and, visually? Best. Movie. Ever.

At first glance, it's animation. But what they did is they filmed the entire movie in live action, and then animated right over it onto the cells. So you've got this beautifully fluid animation, so everything moves as if it's live action, and there are times when you believe you actually are watching live action. I think the term is cell shading? I'm probably wrong. Ohhhh, man. The effect is that when Bob really starts to unravel, everything is really disorienting. The movement. The colors. Ah, can't get over it.

The movie is also a statement without acting like one. There's a dedication at the end that makes it clear this movie is about the LSD crowd after everyone realized the stuff had been released by the FBI (CIA? one of them). But the movie isn't all preachy or anything. It just is. It's funny and dark and wonderful.

I think Ima have to buy this one.

Score: 8 out of 10

Also got a new cell phone today, and switched to Cingular. The cell phone is adorable. It's so tiny! Same number, though, so no worries there. It's also my first time having a camera phone, so I've been having fun with it.

Meh. I don't want to work tomorrow.
talkingsoup: (naruto fearless)
So I have some things to report on, yuh.

I finished Squire, by Tammy (that is, Tamora Pierce) a few days ago, and it's my favorite so far in that series. Seeing as I haven't yet read Lady Knight yet I can't really say for sure, but wow. Brilliant book. I've been taken with the series ever since Kel climbed that bluff to save some kittens from a giant spider monster. The characters are so awesome, the world setting is awesome, and Julie has told me many times about Tammy's extensive knowledge of all things medieval warfare-ish, and, um, yeah. I didn't even know there were names for some of those things. Oh man. Awesome book, can't wait to read the last one in the series. And then to read the rest of her books.

Also read Invisible Cities by Italo Calavino, lent to me by Molly. I don't know why. I remember it coming up in conversation at some point, I just don't remember the context. In any case, I'm glad she lent it to me, because the book is awesome. It's short, only a bit over 100 pages long, and has no real plot, but it's utterly brilliant. The premise is, Marco Polo is describing his travels to Kublai Kahn in order to cheer the emperor up. He describes city after city in these amazing ways. The cities themselves are amazing. Cities of the dead, cities of deja'vu, cities of memory, cities of desires, cities with oddities in terms of architecture or citizens, cities that aren't really cities, disappeared cities, hidden cities, beautiful cities, ugly cities. Each one is unique and yet similar, and each one is totally fantastic. The book is amazing. Read it. If nothing else, it'll give you some freaking awesome ideas for settings.

Also read The Fourth Bear by Jason Fforde, which is a "Nursery Crime Novel." Pretty much, Jack Spratt is an investigator of nursery crimes in Reading, and with the help of Sergent Mary Mary and an alien named Ashley, he has to track down journalist Henrietta Hatchett, aka Goldilocks, who has gone missing while investigating a story on cucumbers. Meanwhile the homicidal maniac the Gingerbreadman has broken out of prison and is killing people, and Spratt has to deal with all kinds of personal woes including a car sold by Dorian Gray, Punch and Judy for neighbors, and bears making illegal porridge deals in underground parking lots.

It's the most brilliant fucking book ever.

Like, everything in this book is hilarious and yet not. People are getting killed and things are blowing up and children are getting their thumbs chopped off but then you remember just what the hell you're reading and it's like, I don't know. The plot and characters and whole storyline is completely and utterly ridiculous, and yet the author manages to make it serious, intriguing and fun. Everything is accounted for, and by that I mean, there are legitimate explanations for everything, and no plot holes, so the story is entirely un-ridiculous while also being entirely ridiculous. It's a fantasy world, but it's not a complete departure--it's comparable to the real world, which is exactly what you want when writing a book like this.

And the book is just so much fun. It's full of plot twists and nursery rhyme humor and puns and bad jokes and the fourth wall is pretty much nonexistent. It keeps you guessing and laughing until the end. Think of it as a comedic crime drama that happens to include nursery rhyme characters.

Now I have to read the first one in the series. And check out Jason Fforde's other series, Thursday Next. Oh man. So much awesome.

Finished The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya in ASIC last Thursday, of course, and I love it. Definitely one of my top ten. God I wish they'd made more. I loved the out-of-order ness. And like Noein, they managed to combine the kind of la-dee-da life genre with sci-fi action. Though no flying baby machines and guys in cloaks. Oh well. Have downloaded the whole thing and will force Julie to watch it, along with Noein and Gankutsuo, upon my return.

I guess we're watching FMA next semester, which is fine by me. Druther watch something I haven't seen, but there you go. I haven't seen it in Japanese, so I guess that counts--plus it's the second half, which is more interesting.

That's all the reviewing I had.

Have done almost all of my Chrismahanukwanzaayule shopping. I'm working tomorrow and the day after, 10-7, so I'm gonna have to get the rest of it done during my breaks. Had Ben's birthday dinner today, Chinese restaurant, and a pretty awesome cake afterwards. He has school up till tomorrow I guess. Man that fucking sucks. I wonder why? Is every school dragging it out to the last minute this year? It's not like next year is a leap year. It's such a drastic difference from when we got out last year--I mean pretty much the whole of December was break, at least for us Ithacans. Obviously it's different for high school, but the 22nd is still pretty down-to-the-wire.

Haven't gotten any writing done and don't intend to until tomorrow or the day after. Although in a fit of insanity last week, when I'd finished two of my papers and figured I had some time to myself, I did get a bit done on Mot. I rather like it too, though I'm starting to wonder at my portrayal of E. I need to make it so that both of them are falling apart. In any case, I really need to get the next chapter of my fic done, so I'll focus on that first.

Deposited $167 in my bank accounts today, the money from the credit card fuck-up compliments of the Health Center. Fuck yes.

About games. There are a few I've been eyeballing. Okami. Shadow of the Colossus. Thoughts, anyone? Still looking forward to when Spore and World of Mana comes out. XOMG Secret of Mana sequel *flails*.

Things I Miss Already from Ithaca:

1. Friends.
2. The ability to communicate instantly with said friends.
3. Liquid soap.
4. The desk. Damn.
5. My tea.
6. My anime.
7. The view.

But it's not as bad as before. I'm glad for the break, and I'm looking forward to Christmas and to New Year's. And to getting a whole shitload of writing done.
talkingsoup: (writer)
Back in Ithaca now, and let me just say that red eye flights are both a trial on my circadian rythmn as well as my nerves. This has happened before--I think it has something to do with the stress of packing and travel, coupled with general lack of sleep--that I get rather panicky about Nothing In Particular. Fortunately that's run its course by now. Tuesday and things are looking up.

Went to Monteray Bay Aquarium before I left and saw the great white shark. The only one in captivity. It's only six feet long, a baby, but hell, I've never seen a great white before. Pretty nifty.

I love Monteray. It's such a quirky town, rather like a combination of Ithaca and Berkely (Berkely is the best thing ever). It's on the ocean--major plus--and has stores like Slow Burn, a small store entirely devoted to hot sauce--double major plus. And the general store had swords, flails, katanas, stylized shruikens, bottles of tequila with scorpions in them (for realz!) and...other things. Like fuzzy dice with pot leaves on the sides. And candy, since every general store has candy. Frankly I wasn't looking at the other stuff. Most of the swords were shit, though they looked nice enough (and of course the 'rents would never let me get one), and the katanas were obviously fake, but oh well. The flails (mace, maybe?) and the tequila with scorpions made my day.

We had lunch at a fish place, and oh my god if you ever have the chance to have macadamia encrusted halibut, EAT IT.

About this time last week I was at the P-town Wal-Mart and I saw hippies in the parking lot and gave them money. Because I like hippies. And you don't see hippies in P-town. Ever.

I read all the manga I bought. Liek woah. Black Cat is infinitely better than the anime. FMA and Death Note are progressing. Il Gatto Sul G is hot. And I like D. Gray-Man and Air Gear a lot more now.

As for Death Note, I broke down and downloaded the rest of the manga and finished reading it...two nights ago, I think, and holy MONKEYS. I've heard people say the ending rather sucks, but I thought it worked nicely.

Spoilers beneath the cut )

Julie's gotten into Melusine and she loves it so far, because really, it's only one of the most brilliant novels. Ever.

I know Jaida loves the "brothers who have each other no matter what" dynamic, so I think I'm going to rec Nightlife to her when I have the chance. I think she'd love it.

I also read The Murder of Bindy MacKenzie by Jaclyn Moriarty, the goddess who wrote The Year of Secret Assignments. It's a toss up to which one I think is better, but Bindy was just so damn awesome. They're both...I guess the term is "epistilary novel," or however the hell you spell it. As in, both books are entirely comprised of letters, memos, e-mails, journal entries, that kinda thing. Bindy is just awesome, both the book and the character. Moriarty has a tendency to have a lot of build-up and then a rapid denoument at the end of her books (all...yanno, two that I've read), which is absolutely fine by me. As for Bindy herself, I love her because she's likable but incredible flawed. Very full of herself. She's so awesome, and the people around her are so awesome. I just love all the details, the connections, and how true to high school life it is.

Plus it's all set in Australia, where Moriarty is from--so you can't go wrong.

As for writing, well. I'm in the process of making a decision. It's getting to the point where I have to start thinking about writing as a career. It's what I'm in college for, after all. So I'm thinking that maybe I'll kind of set aside Mot, Spirits and Desert for the time being, and refocus my attention on Penta. Penta was, after all, the first thing I completed that was actually publish-worthy (Alch I'm already in the process of the rewrite, and I figure if I can finish editing by summer then I can use that time for finalizing and getting it sent out.

I've said this before, is the thing, but time is running out. I've got to break into the writing world soon. Next year I'll hopefully get an internship somewhere in the business, and right after that is my senior year. After that, what am I gonna do? I don't want to end up in editing. That'll kill me. If I publish a book now or at least in 2007, then I'll get my foot in the door, both name-wise and financially, even if I just do an online publishing thing. Then it'll hopefully be easier to get out something like Mot, at least when that beast is tamed.

Which means I need an agent, a First Reader, and an editor. Which means research. I don't know the first thing about agents, but my uncle wrote a book last year, which means he should know a thing or two about editing. Maybe he can help me, even. A FR will be more difficult. I'm not exactly comfortable with it being my uncle. I can't impose on friends and family who are all busy with other things. Ben and Liz are both out since they won't be interested.

And of course, none of this is decided. Maybe I'll just internet-publish Penta. I might not even do it this summer; I might end up waiting. There's also a lot to work out in terms of the rewrite, and what to cut out, what to insert, that sort of thing. At this point it's just something I'm considering.

And, of course, there's school to think about. Heh.

In any case, I do need to start researching, so I'll get on that today. Figure out agents, figure out publishing houses, look into internet-publishing and see how reliable it is and all that good stuff. And of course get back into the rewrite. This is where the real work begins.
talkingsoup: (haru)
The Good:

So this book. Melusine. By Sarah Monette. It's fucking amazing. I...the...I'm incohrent with my love for this book. The world Monette has created is simply astounding, full of detail, I mean we're talking a world bordering on the Tolkienesque for how much thought she's put into everything. Everything! The story is utterly incredible, and utterly beautiful. The characters, the chemistry, the relationships...I die. You're lucky to find writing this brilliant in this day and age. We get so much slop in the fantasy genre these days, but this, augh, I love it to death.

The story, pretty much, is you've got two intertwining narrations, that of Felix Harrowgate and Mildmay the Fox, two guys who at first glance couldn't be more different. Felix is a wizard, kind of a jackass, and all but a slave to his former master and lover Malkar (*seethes* Think Muraki here). Mildmay is a cat burglar in the Lower City, away from the rich types in the Mirador, where Felix is. They both go through utter hell--Felix loses everything, from his position to his sanity, and Mildmay lives life on tenterhooks, expecting to die at any second.

Thing is, it's all written in first person--Felix and Mildmay, shifting between them.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to write a story with multiple narrators? Do you have any idea how hard it is to write a story with multiple narrators in first person? The thought alone makes me flinch. But oh my God when you find a writer who can pull it off, it's like reading heaven.

You've got Felix's self-conscious, sorrowful, crazy, broken, and often jackassy voice. You've got Mildmay's straightforward, no-bones-about-it, snarky, observant, self-depricating, and under the hard demeanor, compassionate voice. It's not every day you meet such three-dimensional characters. I'm talking about characters you love but also get pissed at, characters you can understand, characters who are completely real. Oh. My. God. Monette does characters like, like Monet does landscapes. Monette, the Monet of writing--pun intended.

It's not till the middle nearabouts that the two actually meet, and when they do...the chemistry between them, their relationship is so fucking well done, so fucking brilliant. I won't spoil anything, but I want to hug them both.

And the richness of the story itself holds firm through the whole book, and leaves you with the good kind of ending--with some things wrapped up, but other things just starting. It's part of a trilogy/series, after all.

In short, the whole book, beginning to end, is pure love.

Go. Read. It.

The Bad:

See, here's the problem with stopping medication. You go back to where you were before you started, only a lot worse.

I have acid reflux, pretty much, which is the kind of thing that people don't seem to take too seriously. I can't tell you how many times I've heard people say, "You can't have heartburn, you're too young!" or "I don't think heartburn is real" (I love that second one). Yeah, people don't think it's a big deal, until it happens to them.

Here's what it feels like. It's nothing at all like fire. It's like there's this giant motherfucking vat of acid just above your solar plexus, and all the organs in that vicinity are just boiling in it. Your esophagus wants to crawl up out your throat, your stomach feels rather like the walls are dissolving, and nevermind your chest and throat themselves. It's nothing like fire and everything like acid, cause that's what it is, after all. Lying down the wrong way, leaning backward a little or to the side sets it off like someone's pouring battery acid down your throat, and you start eyeing things like soda and anything with tomatoes as being the spawn of Satan. Oils, spicy foods, chocolate even. On really bad days you can't eat nearabouts anything, and nevermind drinking anything unless it's milk. Hot drinks are hell, and if you forget and drink a glass of juice in the morning you'll be up all night wondering when you're gonna start coughing blood, since that's what it feels like.

So. After years of this bullshit, I go to my doctor, they give me a prescription for Aciphex. Which helped--I mean a lot. It didn't cure eveything, because that's too much to hope for, but at least I didn't have to actually set aside part of my savings for antacids (alright, I'm exaggerating, but in all honesty I probably spent well over $1000 on Rolaids in the last year alone. Don't get me started on Tums).

But then the insurance company comes along, and it would have been nice if they'd been quick about it, but no. A week after I run out of Aciphex (and oh boy, what a week. I've gone through two gallons of milk in the last three days, I swear) they finally say, "Sorry, we're only gonna cover you for this generic shit." Which I would have been fine with, if they had goddamn given the shit to me sooner.

And the kicker, of course, is that I had to wait about a week for Aciphex to even start working. I took my first pill of generic shit today, and of course it's not working yet. I'm running out of Rolaids, I'm spending money I really can't spend on fucking milk, I'm running out of Zantac 150, which only sort of worked. The Rolaids and the milk even have all but stopped working. It says on the Aciphex label, "Don't stop taking the meds!" and this is why--because you fall back to way the hell worse than before you started.

So, thank you, insurance guys. If I get esohpagael cancer, your asses are so fucking haunted.


After reading Melusine nothing but a death or holocaust could mess up my day, but this article really set me off. The gist? They want to start gearing abstinence-only education--to people over 18. 19-29 year olds. Since they're so fucking worried about all those single mothers.

....yeah, ponder that for a minute.

It's never gonna pass, but it's shit like this that makes me want to learn how to fire a shotgun.

But it's all good. I've got Melusine and poetry on the brain.
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I finally have a snail. FINALLY. He's brown and kind of tiger-stripped and his snail-self is pink and kind of speckly.

His name is Snake Plissken. Just cause.

In the course of cleaning the tank Calypso accidentally got sucked up the tube, but I got him out quick enough. I think he's okay.

The tank is very pretty now, with clean water and clean walls. Woot.

The 4th Death Note episode came out the other day, and it was quite awesome.

And in Naruto, Julie and I have reached the Final Arc. Which I love, but...

In ASIC, with Gankutsuo over and done with, we've moved on to Noein. Which is weird, with weird animation and a really "...the hell?" storyline. It's confusing as all get out, but the action sequences are well done and I like the characters so far. Even emo, razor-carrying, "I'm losing my miiiiiiind!!!one!!" Yuu. The storyline--what I understand of it--seems to be rather unique, too. Cross-dimensional travel and all that. So I rather like it.

While I'm still in the anime vein, I have a query about Naruto. So, like, this filler arc. General opinion holds that it's going to end pretty soon and begin in with the Kakashi story and stuff. But here's the query--once they get back into manga storyline, how are they going to treat the filler arc? Are they just going to kind of go back into the storyline and pretend like the fillers never happened? In other words, everything that people learned and did in the arc won't have happened? Or will they kind of tie things in? That was pretty much the only reason I bothered with the mini-filler arc, the Country of Tea thing, because they managed to tie it in really well to the overall storyline. Now of course I'd much rather they just forget the filler arc and pick up where the manga left off--since I only made it up to the Scent Bug thing in the fillers (fail. FAIL.) But that doesn't seem The production company wants the fans to watch the fillers as if it's part of Naruto as a whole. That way when the DVDs come out, people, yanno, actually buy them. So what's gonna happen?

Seeing as they've kept quiet about when the damn arc is gonna end I doubt anyone knows whether they're going to treat the arc as having been a real part of the show, but anyway.

In the meanwhile, I'm back on the Mot wagon, YES, and I'm debating whether or not to really go ahead with NaNo. The fic is going well, Desert is going well, Spirits is kind of dead in the water, but overall I'm happy. Especially concerning Mot. I suppose they're right when they say the best treatment for disillusionment with a project is to let it alone for awhile.

I wrote a section with Scryes, which made me like him more (even though he's the bad guy), and now I know where I'm going with everything. Hooray!

It snowed today! First snow of the year! Crazy weather, first it was raining, then snow, then sun, lots of wind. But dude! Snow! Yay!

Reading Melusine which was supposed to be the September book for [ profile] ladyjaida's book club. Yeah, I'm really behind. But in any case, hell yes it's an awesome book so far. I've been insane in the book department lately and now I have something like 18 books what need reading. Guh. I'll finish Melusine and Reading Lolita in Tehran, then get into the Tammy books, and go from there. Fortunately I've got a plane ride coming up. Nothing but reading. No iPod, no computer, none of it--just reading, dammit.

Oh, we watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer for our movie night yesterday. I actually rather like that show--it's campy. Probably because it's a Joss Whedon show, ("Grr! Arg!") oh man, Joss Whedon is my master now. We also watched a piece of Shadow Tracker, which is the movie that Kate was in when she was eight or nine. HAHAHAHAHAHA. It' bad, but it was funny to see Kate in it. (I think the best part was the beginning when like, the caption said "Vietnam 1967" and it was like, "Um...that's a maple tree. There...are no maple trees in the Vietnamese jungle"). Oh man.

Good times.

Lewis Black is going to be downtown on the 5th, XOMG, I'm so going.

Happy Day Light Saving's Time Ends Day!
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I really like my Fiction I teacher, Fred Wilcox. He talks and talks and talks but he has this redeeming quality of saying really good things. Like he was stressing today to just ignore all the little editors living inside your writerly head, and to just write. Which sounds obvious, but really. I dunno. I just like him for all these tangents he goes off on that don't seem to have a point until you realize what he's saying, and then you're just like..."Hey...yeah!"

I'm craving Froot Loops.

Azar Nafisi, writer of Reading Lolita in Tehran is gonna be here at 7 tonight to talk and sign books. Which is awesome. I've only just started the book, but I like it a lot already. She's got a great voice, with a lot of nostalgia, but she makes it work. Plus the topic itself is interesting. It takes place in Tehran right after the revolution, when the Ayatollah took over, and pretty much Nafisi was a teacher who hand-picked some female students to join her to discuss...well, pretty much forbidden "Western" literature. It's interesting to see the conflict going on, not only in the country, but in the women. Like, all of them seem to want to live their own lives and think for themselves, and yet the answers they give to Nafisi's questions on the texts are all what's expected of them.

House is also on right after that. We don't have cable yet, so we'll have to hijack a lounge. It's awesome, because SVU and CI have also moved to Tuesdays, but there's no time conflict with House. House is gonna get interesting this year!

Tomorrow is my very first Queer Studies class. I'm excited.

Chapter five of the fic doesn't seem to be working too well. As in, when I log in, I can read the fifth chapter, but then when I search for my fic or my pen name, the fifth chapter doesn't show up at all. I'm trying to fix it, but nothing's worked so far.

As for writing, well, I broke through my block in Mot! I'm writing again and trying very hard to ignore the fact that I'm up to 371 pages now (kill me) and still have at least another 100 to tack on. In any case, I should have them out of Tamara pretty soon. I gotta just listen to everyone's advice and "just write."

There's also Fox to think about, though, and Angels is still assaulting my mind. I'm thinking I'm just kinda gonna make up a town in Scotland for Fox to live in. It'll be somewhere kinda south of Alford (small town) and west of Aberdeen (city) out in the green countryside, with a nice little loch nearby. Just gotta come up with a name for the town.

Julie and I are halfway through the first season of Honey and Clover, and I think she likes it as much as I do. It's so freaking college! And adorable, of course. And we're watching Monster as well, which is so freaking awesome. And the opening song is like, the best opening song I've...ever...heard.


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