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Signed, Sealed, Delivered
May. 24th, 2010 10:03 amI've signed the contract with Fey Publishing and sent it on its way. I've also linked Fey to The Vampire Relics page on Facebook. When I go into a partnership with anyone, and I consider this a partnership, I go whole hog as the Southernism goes. I'm hoping that Fey and I have a long and prosperous partnership and arrangement.
Lots of people want signed copies of the book. Fey is in New Zealand. I'm in South Carolina. We'll have to figure out some way to make that happen. Signed copies might cost more to cover the shipping that would be involved in Sophie sending me the books and then my either sending them back to her for shipment or shipping them myself. Not sure how that will happen, or if it can even happen at all. I'd like to think it could, though. It heartens me that so many people want signed copies. I never knew so many people thought that much of me. Anyway, if you're on Facebook, join Fey for updates on all their publications, including mine. And also join The Vampire Relics! I'll be updating regularly as I write The Blood Crown.
The way it looks, The Chalice will be out for ordering some time in November. By then, I should be finished with The Blood Crown, if not long before then. I'm writing like a crazed fool on The Blood Crown and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gunslingaaahhh is going to have her work cut out for herself with this manuscript. I wrote a good bit of it whilst being tested on various anti-depressants and anxiety medicines. Do you see where this is going? It's a wonder I didn't write about Cadmus singing "I love to sing-a about the moon-a and the June-a and the the Spring-a." That's just not Cadmus' style. That's more Faust.
I'm putting a moratorium on talking about LOST today. I cry every time I mention it and I can't write if I can't see the screen for the tears. DAMN DAMON, CARLETON, and JJ! I love you guys, but DAMN!
Lots of people want signed copies of the book. Fey is in New Zealand. I'm in South Carolina. We'll have to figure out some way to make that happen. Signed copies might cost more to cover the shipping that would be involved in Sophie sending me the books and then my either sending them back to her for shipment or shipping them myself. Not sure how that will happen, or if it can even happen at all. I'd like to think it could, though. It heartens me that so many people want signed copies. I never knew so many people thought that much of me. Anyway, if you're on Facebook, join Fey for updates on all their publications, including mine. And also join The Vampire Relics! I'll be updating regularly as I write The Blood Crown.
The way it looks, The Chalice will be out for ordering some time in November. By then, I should be finished with The Blood Crown, if not long before then. I'm writing like a crazed fool on The Blood Crown and
gunslingaaahhh is going to have her work cut out for herself with this manuscript. I wrote a good bit of it whilst being tested on various anti-depressants and anxiety medicines. Do you see where this is going? It's a wonder I didn't write about Cadmus singing "I love to sing-a about the moon-a and the June-a and the the Spring-a." That's just not Cadmus' style. That's more Faust.I'm putting a moratorium on talking about LOST today. I cry every time I mention it and I can't write if I can't see the screen for the tears. DAMN DAMON, CARLETON, and JJ! I love you guys, but DAMN!
3003, 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, and 42
May. 23rd, 2010 05:13 pmBelieve it or not, I met my quota for the day (3003), despite being out of my head with excitement and being out of Monster coffees. I now have more Monster coffees, but I'm holding off on drinking them because I need to calm down in time enough to wach LOST and cry in my beer. I should have gotten beer, but it's not sold on Sundays here, so I'll just weep all over Toby instead. I want to shake Damon Lindelof and Carleton Cuse until they suffer from shaken screenwriter syndrome. Maybe it's the cynic in me, but I feel that the ending is not going to live up to the lofty standards to which I hold this show. I can blame no one but myself.
Okay, I just lied. I drank one Monster coffee, a Mean Bean. Guess that means more insane writing before 7 PM when the End as We Know It descends upon us all like a broken plane in the Pacific skies.
Okay, I just lied. I drank one Monster coffee, a Mean Bean. Guess that means more insane writing before 7 PM when the End as We Know It descends upon us all like a broken plane in the Pacific skies.
My eyes flew open at 6:40 and I immediately had the Apostate on my mind. I'm working up to Orphaeus evoking a new memory for Cadmus just as I'm about to finish the tale of the Apostate. It's working out amazingly well. Once I position the Apostate's tale, my word count will jump a good 2 to 2.5k. Of course, that's nothing compared to Heidi's inhuman word count on any regular day of the week, but I'm still happy with my meager offering to the Muses.
I got hold of Aunt Tudi's spare cane and am using that instead of the walker. I hated that walker! Problem is, having the cane has turned me into House. I'm walking around, my cane in tune with the bad leg, popping Vicodin, and being misanthropic. Something tells me that my counselor would not be happy. That reminds me, I need to do my homework. Meh.
Lynn has started up a contest to win various Electric Light Orchestra-related items. She's posting trivia questions that, if answered correctly, gets you placed in a drawing. Whomever name is drawn wins the item available at the time. Right now, it's a tee shirt relating to "Hold on Tight" and the new ELO site, <a href="http://www.elo.biz">ELO.biz</a>. I answered the trivia question, but I'm not sure I answered correctly. I guess we'll find out sooner rather than later. I'm pretty excited about this contest though, 'cos I fancy I know tons of ELO trivia. I just hope I haven't forgotten the majority of it over the years.
I've gotten myself some tea and I've had my meds. It's time to settle in and get some more writing done. Happy Tuesday to everyone and an extra O_0 dose of what-the-fuck to my fellow LOST fans. Tonight's the night for another hour-long OMFG session.
Incoherent Post
Jul. 16th, 2009 07:37 amJust to mark the moment.
By flying apart, Arzt brought us together to make the Grokking possible. Who knew an obnoxious science teacher would, years later, be deeply grok-worthy? God bless Arzt, even the piece of him on Jack's shoulder.
Hive Mind is the term of the day. Borgworthy, but in a voluntary sort of way. ::nods::
I've had very little sleep and I'm punchy as hell. Perfect state of mind to write J. My J. Mine mine mine. Ha.
By flying apart, Arzt brought us together to make the Grokking possible. Who knew an obnoxious science teacher would, years later, be deeply grok-worthy? God bless Arzt, even the piece of him on Jack's shoulder.
Hive Mind is the term of the day. Borgworthy, but in a voluntary sort of way. ::nods::
I've had very little sleep and I'm punchy as hell. Perfect state of mind to write J. My J. Mine mine mine. Ha.
So this clown (no, he's really a clown, I'm not being rude) and I have been discussing dynamite, like ya do, over at The Joker Blogs You Tube channel. Here's how it started yesterday:
Ohmigawd, that flippin' funny! I didn't think anyone would get the reference! See, kids, this is what happens when LOST fans sit around waiting for new episodes. Why am I not surprised Little Dude is a LOST fan?
HAHAHAHAHA!
Hopefully this is a sign that today will be much better than yesterday. When you're laughing not an hour after you've woken up, that's always a good sign.
- Sydpart: just one question, where in the hell did you get dynamite in an asylum? lol
- Me: what makes you think he got it in the Asylum. J comes and goes as he pleases and there's dynamite store right down the road. Prime location for such a business, wouldn't you think?
- Sydpart: Who in the fell builds a dynamite store next to an Asylum? What kind of business plan is that? Even if the crazies want it no-one's gonna pay for it...
- Me: Obviously someone whose egg is cracked just a little too much, but what does it matter? If I wanted to open a dynamite store, it'd be outside an asylum and be called Arzt Emporium of Leaky Sticks. I think it'd be a real bang. But that's just me.
This morning, I get up and this is in my inbox, a comment made to my YT Channell wall:
Arzt Emporium of Leaky Sticks!
located at the edge of 108th Street
Or call us at: 481-516-2342
Tell us 'Jacob sent you!' for special discounts...
*p-kaahhh* (creepy end title theme)
4 8 15 16 23 42
located at the edge of 108th Street
Or call us at: 481-516-2342
Tell us 'Jacob sent you!' for special discounts...
*p-kaahhh* (creepy end title theme)
4 8 15 16 23 42
Ohmigawd, that flippin' funny! I didn't think anyone would get the reference! See, kids, this is what happens when LOST fans sit around waiting for new episodes. Why am I not surprised Little Dude is a LOST fan?
HAHAHAHAHA!
Hopefully this is a sign that today will be much better than yesterday. When you're laughing not an hour after you've woken up, that's always a good sign.
Can't Sleep, the Clown Will Eat Me
Jun. 14th, 2009 03:47 amI tried, but I can't. At least I have free HBO. Watching David Lynch's Dune. It's hokey and weird, but there are so many perfect scenes in it, involving Brad Dourif in particular. "It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of Sapho that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains, the stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion." ::sip:: Even though the Sci-Fi production of Dune was more true to the book, I still prefer David Lynch's interpretation. It's fun on so many levels and David Lynch is just plain weird, which is a good thing. Gods, I miss Twin Peaks! There was a show ahead of its time. The only thing rivaling its weirdness is LOST, which lives up to its name by making sure both the characters and the audience are thoroughly...lost. People ask me what LOST is about and I tell them "I have no idea. You have to watch for yourself and join me in my brutal, but oh-so-sweet confusion."
Babbling, I am! I'm so tired. Maybe I should try one more time. Maybe I should hit myself in the head with a cast iron frying pan.
Babbling, I am! I'm so tired. Maybe I should try one more time. Maybe I should hit myself in the head with a cast iron frying pan.
What to do, what to do?
May. 13th, 2009 07:58 pmI'm writing my last Date Night story and tonight marks the last show of season 5 of LOST. After all is said and done, what's a fangirl like myself supposed to do with herself? I'd take up knitting, but I forgot how and, when I did know how, my cousin who taught me never showed me how to stop, so I'd just knit and knit and knit....and knit some more. Knitting hell is what that is.
In grooming news, I groomed 5.5 dogs today. My four, my first and only Dirty Dogs Done Dirt Cheap customer, and my aunt's puppy. And I mowed the grass. There are bones and muscles I didn't even know I had that are hurting me right now. I don't know what to do with myself, I'm in so much pain.
But I may have a bit of good news on the horizon. I'm keeping that close to the chest lest it all fall to hell like everything else has. When/if it happens, I'll make note of it here. Otherwise, what you just read, if you're reading this, is all a dream.
In grooming news, I groomed 5.5 dogs today. My four, my first and only Dirty Dogs Done Dirt Cheap customer, and my aunt's puppy. And I mowed the grass. There are bones and muscles I didn't even know I had that are hurting me right now. I don't know what to do with myself, I'm in so much pain.
But I may have a bit of good news on the horizon. I'm keeping that close to the chest lest it all fall to hell like everything else has. When/if it happens, I'll make note of it here. Otherwise, what you just read, if you're reading this, is all a dream.
Didn't sleep well
May. 5th, 2009 09:16 amI retired around 1 AM and, with Toby trampling me, I finally drifted off to The Chronicles of Riddick about an hour later. It was one of those nights where, even though I was sleeping, I was aware that I was asleep, just under the wire of unconsciousness, but not fully there to where I could dream or rid myself of my thoughts. And I clenched my teeth all night long. I got up about an hour ago with a low grade headache and sore teeth thanks to that. The dentist made me this plastic tooth guard to help with my clenching, but it no longer fits properly and, to be honest, I hated wearing it because it kept me from getting fully asleep, it was so weird feeling.
Today, Aunt Tudi and I are supposed to go 'round and pay the rest of our bills, but the weather is supposed to be bleak all day, so I'm gonna try to persuade her to put it off until tomorrow. I don't feel like going anywhere today and I have a doctor appointment tomorrow, so we have to be out tomorrow anyway. I'm supposed to wake her up at 9:30, so we'll see then.
Speaking of Aunt Tudi, she was introduced, along with myself, to the wonderful medium of televiewing via the computer last night. Under the advisement oftryslora and penguingirl84, I sought out the 100th episode of LOST Aunt Tudi accidentally taped over yesterday, so we got to watch it online last night. I opted for the high definition since this computer is HD and we were blown away by the clarity of the picture. That got me to jonesin' for more HD goodness, so I watched a number of things on You Tube with the HD option. One of them was, of course, The Joker Blogs' "An Apple a Day." I got a screen cap of the dude right after the fork trick and made this for a larf.
( this. it was for a larf. so....larf )
I swear to the Mighties, this dude tickles me silly, and he's so good at what he's doing it's scary.
It just occurred to me that I'm hungry. I want cheesy eggs. Nom nom cheesy eggs....
Today, Aunt Tudi and I are supposed to go 'round and pay the rest of our bills, but the weather is supposed to be bleak all day, so I'm gonna try to persuade her to put it off until tomorrow. I don't feel like going anywhere today and I have a doctor appointment tomorrow, so we have to be out tomorrow anyway. I'm supposed to wake her up at 9:30, so we'll see then.
Speaking of Aunt Tudi, she was introduced, along with myself, to the wonderful medium of televiewing via the computer last night. Under the advisement of
tryslora and penguingirl84, I sought out the 100th episode of LOST Aunt Tudi accidentally taped over yesterday, so we got to watch it online last night. I opted for the high definition since this computer is HD and we were blown away by the clarity of the picture. That got me to jonesin' for more HD goodness, so I watched a number of things on You Tube with the HD option. One of them was, of course, The Joker Blogs' "An Apple a Day." I got a screen cap of the dude right after the fork trick and made this for a larf.( this. it was for a larf. so....larf )
I swear to the Mighties, this dude tickles me silly, and he's so good at what he's doing it's scary.
It just occurred to me that I'm hungry. I want cheesy eggs. Nom nom cheesy eggs....
WTF, mate? Really. WTF? That's all I've been able to say for the entirety of this season, which flew by thanks to every episode being outstanding. I'm not happy with some of the things revealed and how certain story lines turned out but, all in all, I'm satisfied with how the show has progressed. Michael Emerson offered up another miraculous performance. If I weren't already completely smitten with Ben, I would have been after watching last night's episode. I had held out that he wasn't the total sociopath everyone contended that he was until seeing the show last night. Sorry, my bad. It doesn't change the fact that I adore Benjamin Linus and that my heart ached for him during a certain scene. I just wanted to put him on my lap and pat him on the head and tell him that everything would be okay someday. Heh.
Unrelated to the season finale, but very much related to LOST, I believe that I have cracked the mystery of the four-toed statue. As we know, 99% of cartoons possess a thumb and three fingers, and a great toe and three toes. That said, it's my belief that the island is the original location of Roger Rabbit's Toontown before it was relocated to Los Angeles for business purposes. The ruins are what's left of one of the great Toon deities of yore, one Ogga Snogga Yet-Nim, the Toon God of Pie-in-the-Face. It should be of interest that, like most of humanity, Toons engage in various forms of ancestor worship. Ogga Snogga Yet-Nim was Roger Rabbit's great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grand cousin 108-times removed. So, there you have it. One of many LOST mysteries solved by Tinhuviel Holmes. ::bows:: Thank you thank you. I'll be here for the rest of the week.
Unrelated to the season finale, but very much related to LOST, I believe that I have cracked the mystery of the four-toed statue. As we know, 99% of cartoons possess a thumb and three fingers, and a great toe and three toes. That said, it's my belief that the island is the original location of Roger Rabbit's Toontown before it was relocated to Los Angeles for business purposes. The ruins are what's left of one of the great Toon deities of yore, one Ogga Snogga Yet-Nim, the Toon God of Pie-in-the-Face. It should be of interest that, like most of humanity, Toons engage in various forms of ancestor worship. Ogga Snogga Yet-Nim was Roger Rabbit's great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grand cousin 108-times removed. So, there you have it. One of many LOST mysteries solved by Tinhuviel Holmes. ::bows:: Thank you thank you. I'll be here for the rest of the week.
Someone on You Tube made a LOST music video set to "Nemesis' by Shriekback. It's brilliant, I say, brilliant! Not sure if B likes LOST, but I sent it to him anyway.
About LOST
Apr. 12th, 2006 09:08 pmI've decided that, if anyone asks me what LOST is about, all I can really tell them is: "It's about a group of people on an island......maybe."
The frustration about this show is going to make my head pop like one of those Martians in Mars Attacks! when they hear Slim Whitman.
The frustration about this show is going to make my head pop like one of those Martians in Mars Attacks! when they hear Slim Whitman.
It occurred to me that this is the first year since 1997 that I don't have to concern myself with the Grammy Awards or with how much work certain "wins" will incur that the idiots will inevitably dump on po little ole me.
Yet another reason to be thankful for being freed from The Pit.
Of course, I won't be watching the Grammy show. No one on there interests me except perhaps for Paul McCartney, but even he isn't worth it. After all, it's LOST night. I'd rather see the Others poke the castaways with sharp pointy sticks than watch the music industry patting itself on the back for a job badly done. Blaaaargh.
Yet another reason to be thankful for being freed from The Pit.
Of course, I won't be watching the Grammy show. No one on there interests me except perhaps for Paul McCartney, but even he isn't worth it. After all, it's LOST night. I'd rather see the Others poke the castaways with sharp pointy sticks than watch the music industry patting itself on the back for a job badly done. Blaaaargh.
Jesus Stick and Happy Face Stigmata
Feb. 6th, 2006 01:31 pmAunt Tudi cut down a young sapling in our yard the other day because she's a vicious murderer. She brought in the trunk and I was immediately enamoured with it, so I made it my own personal Jesus Stick. LOST fans will get it. chardarkminion will not, but that's okay. ;)
( jesus stick )
Also, Aunt Tudi has developed some blood blisters on her arm that form a happy face. Verily, this is a sign from god. Catholics worldwide will be coming to "oo" and "aah" at her holy arm. Amen.
( happy face stigmata )
I'm going to go pray with my Jesus Stick now.
chardarkminion will not, but that's okay. ;)( jesus stick )
Also, Aunt Tudi has developed some blood blisters on her arm that form a happy face. Verily, this is a sign from god. Catholics worldwide will be coming to "oo" and "aah" at her holy arm. Amen.
( happy face stigmata )
I'm going to go pray with my Jesus Stick now.
Reminder to oneself
Feb. 4th, 2006 08:52 pmDon't visit LOST forums or websites unless you want to lose what's left of your mind. ::holds head and weeps::
Good day so far
Jan. 25th, 2006 06:07 pmDiane came over to watch some LOST with me. She'd only seen part of a show in the first season and was eager to see what it was all about. There's nothing quite as wonderful as popping the cherry of a LOST virgin. If she said "Jesus Christ!" once, she said it about a dozen times, and that was only watching the first four episodes. She went home with the season 1 DVD as well as Battlestar Galactica season 1 and From Hell.
For some odd reason, Todd sent me a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. I'll be calling him tonight to thank him for it and discover his motive behind it. I don't think he's ever sent be booze before. Strange. Also got a card fromsri3m and one from razzle. How sweet! Thanks to thee! :)
In about an hour, I'll be heading to visit Llew, then home to pick up Aunt Tudi for a trip to the grocery store. We're gonna tape LOST and go on to the store, then watch it when we get back home.
So it's been a pretty good day today. I'm ready to go to bed.
For some odd reason, Todd sent me a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. I'll be calling him tonight to thank him for it and discover his motive behind it. I don't think he's ever sent be booze before. Strange. Also got a card from
sri3m and one from razzle. How sweet! Thanks to thee! :)In about an hour, I'll be heading to visit Llew, then home to pick up Aunt Tudi for a trip to the grocery store. We're gonna tape LOST and go on to the store, then watch it when we get back home.
So it's been a pretty good day today. I'm ready to go to bed.
Captain Other McHoy (my personal name for the supposed leader of the Others) looks an awful lot like the freaky bearded dude in Hellraiser. I half-expected him to start eating crickets and ask Jack "What's your pleasure, sir?" LOST freaks me out more with each passing week. I want to fall to the floor and spin on my shoulder like Curly Joe.
