Archive for November, 2005

Medium

Wednesday, November 30th, 2005

Hmm. I have to officially admit that Medium is an excellent show, and one that I am no longer content to either watch or not depending on whether I happen to be over at my family’s house when they’re watching it.

I had for some time assumed it wouldn’t b e my cup of tea—the sort [...]

All Consuming

Wednesday, November 30th, 2005

Hmm. The good folks at the Robot Co-Op have tweaked All-Consuming to make it blow less. I like what they’re doing with it, and I think it’s a great idea, but so much of what I consume is books, and Librarything is so good at books, I’m not sure it’ll be worth the trouble for [...]

::sigh::

Tuesday, November 29th, 2005

Okay, so it’s done. I mean, it’s not done, done—there’s weeks of editing left, but I’m taking Renee’s advice and letting it sit for a little while before I try to make it suck less.

The last couple of days, I’ve been reading again, a little paperback Lovecraft collection with Dream Quest of Unknown Kadath as [...]

Even more finished than before.

Friday, November 25th, 2005

Wow, that took forever to get validated. I guess I’m not the only early finisher to jump on the validation bandwagon almost as soon as it came online.

Happy Thanksgiving

Friday, November 25th, 2005

For Thanksgiving this year, we had a pretty impressive array of food: mashed potatoes, fried tofu, yams, artichokes, vegetarian stuffing and gravy, and enchiladas, along with a cheese-containing filo-dough thing and two pies covered the bulk of the food. However, we didn’t really eat that much of the finished product, because we were all pretty [...]

50k. Not done with the story yet, though.

Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005

I am spent[1].

I finally put 50k behind me. I’ve still got a little story to finish, though hopefully I can wrap it up, more or less, in a few pages and handle the rest in post, as it were. The story positively blows, on average, though there are quite a few bits of prose and [...]

My family is cool.

Sunday, November 20th, 2005

My little sister spent about twenty minutes last night trying to conform various horrible ethnic observations and reference to one or more tunes. I particularly liked her attack on the Welsh, in the person of Catherine Zeta Jones:

“I don’t know about her T, but her A is a mobile.”