Wolverine is on his knees.
Sep. 11th, 2006 12:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
truepennyNo, really. I just discovered that Wolverine (who guards my printer) can in fact be posed--so that he BALANCES--on his knees. He is by far the most genuinely posable action figure I have ever had and is a stalwart guardian--even if his true nemesis is the smaller of the two Formerly Feral Ninjas, who routinely knocks him over with her tail.
It's hard being a superhero when you're only six inches tall.
My keyboard has returned. Loud hosannas. And I need to figure out what the hell I'm doing.
Deadline the First: October 1st, for "Thirdhop Scarp." I have 2,000 words typed in, and more than that in the indefatigable notebook (up to about a third of what I think the final product is going to be); the story has no particular word limit, but needs to be greater than or equal to 8k. I do know all, or at least most, of the plot, and, well, let's just say that I don't think 8k is going to be any noticeable hardship.
Deadline the Second: November 1st, for The Mirador revisions. Insert scream of agony here.
Deadline the Third: August 1st, 2007, for Summerdown. (It doesn't do to lose track of that one, because that's a whole novel there to be written.)
Other stuff: With the recent rash of short fiction sales, I'm down to eight stories in inventory. I need to write some more. And would in fact genuinely like to do so. And then there's that handful of novels in varying stages of completeness and/or brokenness.
Last night, I walked into the kitchen, and there was the Elder Statescat on the stove going, "Oh shit! Quick! Look like a saucepan!"
Needless to say, this improvised effort at camouflage was not successful.
1. "Thirdhop Scarp": Thirdhop Scarp--the owners have always claimed the name is a contraction of "third hope," but this is etymologically dubious in the extreme; far more likely is the local explanation: that if you fall off the escarpment, you reach the bottom in three hops--Thirdhop Scarp is notorious and has been since it was built by the self-proclaimed "spiritist," Zenobia Webster Tull.
2. The Mirador: So to begin with, General Mercator was dead.
3. Summerdown: Suddenly, Mildmay said, "I ain't taking this no more."
4. "Somewhere Beneath Those Waves Was Her Home": The selkie stands at the window, staring out at the sea.
5. Dark Sister: Long ago, in a world none of them can remember, the vampires were taught to dance.
6. The Emperor of the Elflands: [needs a new first line]
7. Richard Estæth: [ditto]
8. The Sidhe Tigers: [no first line yet]
9. The House at the End of the World: When Sebastian Marlin became a man, there was no one to celebrate with.
10. The Second Son: On the twenty-fourth of April, Medraut dreamed of Loheris again.
11. The Ghoul Hunters [novel]: [no first line yet]
12. "Under Babylon": Mick Sharpton's howl of outrage--"oh fuck no!"--was clearly audible in the junior agents' office.
13. "The Brides of Nyarlathotep": The Renault case refused to break. Snapshots of the victims had gone up on the corkboard in the briefing room, one by one, and most of the agents in the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations' southeast hub could recite their names by heart: Lydia Renault, age 27; Mary Anne Sumner, age 24; Dale Kelton, age 25; Joella Barber, age 24. And they were waiting, sick and helpless, for number five.
14. [a story about Mick and Jamie in the sticks]: [no first line yet]
15. "The Queen of Liverpool": The Mistral Freighter D35-692N-C, Queen of Liverpool, had been grounded for thirty years, since the successful implementation of Chen and Tiedemann's q-curve drive had made her and all her sisters obsolete.
16. "The Log of the Lavinia Whately": [no first line yet]
17. "Hitler's Kiss": [no first line yet]
18. [werewolf story]: [no first line yet]
19. Unfallen: Nephis cannot remember Heaven.
20. "The Queen in Winter": There were five queens in the creche.
21. Schrödinger's Parable of the Cat: The heat in Hylant Station was like nothing Tanasestefeth had ever imagined.
22. The Marriage of True Minds, Moscow Rules Remix: The greatest danger was that he wanted to trust.
23. The White Devil: Since I was a little girl, I've always told my father my dreams. Except for one.
24. Mélusine AU: The fight ended in a flurry of motion and a sudden spray of blood.
25. The Aftermath of the Glastalvon Rebellion: [needs a new first line]
26. [story about Cardenio Richey and Vey Coruscant's copy of the Principia Caeli]: [no first line yet]
27. [story about Queen Avar]: Menopause came early to Queen Avar.
28. [story about Therese Winslow]: Therese Winslow was sixteen, a tall child, slender, with the porcelain-fair fragility of a tea rose or a Shakespeare heroine: Cordelia, Desdemona, Ophelia.
29. [vaporware story, based on something![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rachelmanija said at her kaffeklatsch about Los Angeles and its myths (how there are never any stories told about Los Angeles that aren't about Hollywood, street gangs, or the Black Dahlia) / secondary world urban fantasy and/or science fiction?]: [no first line yet]
30. [vaporware story, "The Ones Who Walk Away from the Grey Havens"]: [no first line yet]
31. [vaporware story about Orazio Cocquo]: [no first line yet]
Do I look like a saucepan yet?
It's hard being a superhero when you're only six inches tall.
My keyboard has returned. Loud hosannas. And I need to figure out what the hell I'm doing.
Deadline the First: October 1st, for "Thirdhop Scarp." I have 2,000 words typed in, and more than that in the indefatigable notebook (up to about a third of what I think the final product is going to be); the story has no particular word limit, but needs to be greater than or equal to 8k. I do know all, or at least most, of the plot, and, well, let's just say that I don't think 8k is going to be any noticeable hardship.
Deadline the Second: November 1st, for The Mirador revisions. Insert scream of agony here.
Deadline the Third: August 1st, 2007, for Summerdown. (It doesn't do to lose track of that one, because that's a whole novel there to be written.)
Other stuff: With the recent rash of short fiction sales, I'm down to eight stories in inventory. I need to write some more. And would in fact genuinely like to do so. And then there's that handful of novels in varying stages of completeness and/or brokenness.
Last night, I walked into the kitchen, and there was the Elder Statescat on the stove going, "Oh shit! Quick! Look like a saucepan!"
Needless to say, this improvised effort at camouflage was not successful.
1. "Thirdhop Scarp": Thirdhop Scarp--the owners have always claimed the name is a contraction of "third hope," but this is etymologically dubious in the extreme; far more likely is the local explanation: that if you fall off the escarpment, you reach the bottom in three hops--Thirdhop Scarp is notorious and has been since it was built by the self-proclaimed "spiritist," Zenobia Webster Tull.
2. The Mirador: So to begin with, General Mercator was dead.
3. Summerdown: Suddenly, Mildmay said, "I ain't taking this no more."
4. "Somewhere Beneath Those Waves Was Her Home": The selkie stands at the window, staring out at the sea.
5. Dark Sister: Long ago, in a world none of them can remember, the vampires were taught to dance.
6. The Emperor of the Elflands: [needs a new first line]
7. Richard Estæth: [ditto]
8. The Sidhe Tigers: [no first line yet]
9. The House at the End of the World: When Sebastian Marlin became a man, there was no one to celebrate with.
10. The Second Son: On the twenty-fourth of April, Medraut dreamed of Loheris again.
11. The Ghoul Hunters [novel]: [no first line yet]
12. "Under Babylon": Mick Sharpton's howl of outrage--"oh fuck no!"--was clearly audible in the junior agents' office.
13. "The Brides of Nyarlathotep": The Renault case refused to break. Snapshots of the victims had gone up on the corkboard in the briefing room, one by one, and most of the agents in the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations' southeast hub could recite their names by heart: Lydia Renault, age 27; Mary Anne Sumner, age 24; Dale Kelton, age 25; Joella Barber, age 24. And they were waiting, sick and helpless, for number five.
14. [a story about Mick and Jamie in the sticks]: [no first line yet]
15. "The Queen of Liverpool": The Mistral Freighter D35-692N-C, Queen of Liverpool, had been grounded for thirty years, since the successful implementation of Chen and Tiedemann's q-curve drive had made her and all her sisters obsolete.
16. "The Log of the Lavinia Whately": [no first line yet]
17. "Hitler's Kiss": [no first line yet]
18. [werewolf story]: [no first line yet]
19. Unfallen: Nephis cannot remember Heaven.
20. "The Queen in Winter": There were five queens in the creche.
21. Schrödinger's Parable of the Cat: The heat in Hylant Station was like nothing Tanasestefeth had ever imagined.
22. The Marriage of True Minds, Moscow Rules Remix: The greatest danger was that he wanted to trust.
23. The White Devil: Since I was a little girl, I've always told my father my dreams. Except for one.
24. Mélusine AU: The fight ended in a flurry of motion and a sudden spray of blood.
25. The Aftermath of the Glastalvon Rebellion: [needs a new first line]
26. [story about Cardenio Richey and Vey Coruscant's copy of the Principia Caeli]: [no first line yet]
27. [story about Queen Avar]: Menopause came early to Queen Avar.
28. [story about Therese Winslow]: Therese Winslow was sixteen, a tall child, slender, with the porcelain-fair fragility of a tea rose or a Shakespeare heroine: Cordelia, Desdemona, Ophelia.
29. [vaporware story, based on something
rachelmanija said at her kaffeklatsch about Los Angeles and its myths (how there are never any stories told about Los Angeles that aren't about Hollywood, street gangs, or the Black Dahlia) / secondary world urban fantasy and/or science fiction?]: [no first line yet]30. [vaporware story, "The Ones Who Walk Away from the Grey Havens"]: [no first line yet]
31. [vaporware story about Orazio Cocquo]: [no first line yet]
Do I look like a saucepan yet?
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Date: 2006-09-11 06:23 pm (UTC)I am very daunted by this story, so I am humming to myself and pretending it isn't there for the moment. But it is.
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Date: 2006-09-11 06:39 pm (UTC)My cats don't seem to have any better luck with this, though Merlin did come close one time to looking like a loaf of bread.
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Date: 2006-09-11 07:03 pm (UTC)He usually just flees my wrath, though. No camo attempt at all. So lazy!
the grrly grrl
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Date: 2006-09-11 07:12 pm (UTC)Your faithful readers great the news of your keyboard's return with cheers and rosepetals. Quit playing with Wolverine and get back to work.
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