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san diego question [Jul. 22nd, 2008|11:14 pm]

difrancis
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What time does the sun actually go down right now in San Diego? and by that, I mean, what time is it actually dark as opposed to still sunsetting?

Thanks!
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Haven't seen one of those in awhile [Jul. 22nd, 2008|10:35 pm]

difrancis
Today we had a hailstorm and much rain. I guess .63 inches of rain fell in 15 minutes. It was like being back in Indiana. Except no round wind. The streets flooded huge and my bet is that there was all kinds of flash flooding in the mountains. There was a lot of thunder growling, but not much lightning. Hail piled up in little drifts beneath the downspouts. We have a little cottontail that has been hanging out in our yard quite a bit for the last six months and poor thing was in the yard when we came home, soaking wet. He hung around for awhile. I don't know where he hid out during the storm--hopefully somewhere out of the worst of it.

Otherwise, precious little was accomplished today. Sigh. I really must find organization somewhere. *pats pockets* Now where did I put it?

Finished the first Fury book. Kept me up late last night. I'm resisting book 2. There's a long car trip to SpoCon in the works, so I should have time then. Unless I get sucked in. In which case . . . . sigh. I must find some discipline too.
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All Points Blog: Cat Stuff [Jul. 22nd, 2008|11:45 pm]

dolphin__girl
So we all know I'm moving to England, and needed to find somebody to sublet my room. We found someone Erin trusts and likes. The only problem is, she has serious allergies, and will only take the room if it doesn't come with my 1.5 cats.

the babies )

We need somebody to look after Miles and Pyewacket for the year. They are loving, lovely cats, and granted there are only seven legs between them, but Miles doesn't let that slow him down at all. I will reimburse for food and litter expenses, and any veterinary care that is needed. If you or anyone you know can look after them, please let me know.
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[Jul. 22nd, 2008|06:47 pm]

kristine_smith
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Thanks to everyone. This afternoon felt like a plummet down an elevator shaft. Mickey hadn't shown much by way of discomfort during this, much less pain. Then the pain hit. When that happened, there was only one way out.

There was so much I didn't know about that dog, and would never be able to find out. How old he really was, and what his first years were like. I know he was abused--he cowered at first when I caught him on the couch or tried to bop him playfully with the empty paper towel roll, and he was very quiet. As time went on, he stopped cowering, and over the last year began to get on the couch with impunity. Sometimes I'd catch him, and he'd get down, tail wagging. "You didn't see that," he seemed to say. "I'm not the naughty puppy you're looking for."

He grew noisier, too. Yawns. Throat-clearings and hacks so prolonged and loud that I swore he would hork up a lung. He'd greet me with barks.

Some things never changed. He always left the room when a certain type of male voice sounded from the TV. He also left the room when I swore, or yelled (to myself, or sometimes at King, canis oblivious). He sensed anger even if it wasn't spoken. He was very sensitive to mood. Maybe I don't want to know what his early years were like.

I hope he enjoyed his four and a half years here. He was loved. He'll be cremated with his favorite Kong, and then he'll come back home.
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Of blue [Jul. 22nd, 2008|01:58 pm]

mt_yvr
They say once it was all like this.  Where there was not land or sea, forest or river, plain or desert, there was this... "above".

Story )


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[Jul. 22nd, 2008|03:52 pm]

kristine_smith
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Mickey

??? - 22 July 2008

He was the Mickelocious Mickelator.
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Sanchin-Ryu Thoughts [Jul. 22nd, 2008|01:41 pm]

jimhines
About 8 months back, we enrolled my daughter in a Sanchin-Ryu self-defense class. I didn't know much about this style, except that they worked through community education programs instead of through a dojo, they're affordable, and they work on safety issues as well as martial arts.

For the first few sessions, I sat and read while my daughter worked out. Each time, the instructors invited me to join the class, which included students from age 6 to 60. My daughter liked the idea of me taking the class with her, so I joined in.

Fast forward to this year. My daughter has her green belt, I've got my orange, and I'm really happy about this school. Case in point: last night, my wife showed up a little early to pick us up. She had my three-year-old with her. Being a three-year-old, he didn't feel like just standing around. Oh, no. He broke away, ran through the line, circled past the instructor, and ended up running to me while I was trying to practice a new combination move.

I cringe to think about the reaction this would have earned in the Tae Kwon Do dojo I attended twenty years ago. But last night the instructor just smiled and said "Let him run. It will help the rest of the class work on their concentration." He then went on to tell my wife how his own kids used to run through the classes in their diapers.

I love this group. There's no pressure, no hard-core militant discipline. I practiced a few moves one-handed last night while holding my son in the other until he was ready to go back to Mama. (Which is good exercise, by the way.) But all along, it's been such a supportive, fun environment. In one of the very first classes, the instructor told everyone that they were going to mess up, and then had us all repeat back to him, "I will mess up!" Last week, while explaining flurry attacks, that same instructor explained to my daughter how a flurry attack is like an ice cream Flurry with a combination of different things working together, and therefore Dad should go buy her a Flurry after class to help her remember.

This is what I want out of a martial arts class. My daughter is a long way from taking on Chuck Norris, but I did watch her knock a black belt on his butt last night. More importantly, she's working on balance and coordination, learning how to protect herself both from attackers and in other safety situations. Not to mention her self-confidence -- she outranks her Daddy, after all! As for me, I get to spend time with her and get some much needed exercise. It also does a marvelous job of de-stressing me. For an hour or two, I don't have to worry about home repairs, work troubles, or how to fix that next scene in the book. I find I'm in a much better mood after class.

It's especially good for me as a writer. My day job and my writing both involve me sitting on my ass, so it's very good to get out for a few hours and work up a sweat. Not to mention I've picked up a few new moves for Talia to use in the Mermaid book ;-)
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80 acres: Tiny beauties [Jul. 22nd, 2008|10:12 am]

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I was hunting for the damselfy I got a blurry picture of two days ago, when I spotted a tiny fly hopping around on wet mossy rock right at the "flow-over" part of the upper water garden.  These shots aren't very good, but they do show how much beauty can be packed into something only 1/8 inch (~3mm) long.

                                 

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Bookshelf - Partial List [Jul. 22nd, 2008|09:02 am]

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Well, it's, um, almost the end of July, and I haven't included "bookshelf" updates about what I've read for this entire year.  Recently, I haven't included the updates because I am just too intimidated by the stack of read books on top of the bookshelf closest to my desk.  (Also, those stacked books are an effective barrier to keep Acrobat Kitty from leaping the chasm to the bookshelves on the perpendicular wall...)  At the risk of causing grievous bodily harm to Acrobat Kitty, here's the beginning of my reading from this year:

  • HAL SPACEJOCK, by Simon Haynes.  Simon is one of the SFNovelists, and he kindly sent me this copy of HAL, his first comic SF novel, all the way from Australia.  I am not a fan of most comic novels, and I'm not even a big reader of SF (I'm mostly a fantasy girl...)  I truly enjoyed this novel, though, mostly for the wry voice of Clunk (a robot) and the absolute un-flap-ability of the titular character.  Simon has made this volume available as a free download so that other USian readers can enjoy his work, and his fourth HAL novel is now being carried by Powell's, online, without horrendous postage-from-Australian charges.
  • THE DEATH OF FAITH, by Donna Leon.  A mystery-writing friend recommended Donna Leon to me last year, and then I suddenly saw Leon's name everywhere, in bookstores, on the subway, etc.  Her novels aren't amazing mysteries, in the sense of whodunnit, but they're marvelous drawings of Venetian life.  I adore the matter-of-fact way that Guido Brunetti navigates the world around him, balancing corruption and faith with a shrug and a glass of fine wine.
  • SKIN FOLK, by Nalo Hopkinson.  I'm not a big short-story reader, but I've had this collection sitting around for - alas, literally - years.  I was captivated by the different voices in the stories, some of which worked better for me than others.  One recurring theme - the magic that penetrates our lives - resonated for me; the stories simultaneously felt "fantastic" and utterly mundane, as the people in them embraced the magic in their daily lives. 
  • WHAT CAME BEFORE HE SHOT HER, by Elizabeth Geoerge.  I used to be an avowed George fan, but I swore off her several years ago, because her work became too wandering for me.  I broke my vow to read WITH NO ONE AS WITNESS (the book preceding this one) and was thoroughly grateful that I did - those characters came alive for me again.  Alas, this sequel, telling the story of some "small role but major impact" characters from WITNESS, was unremittingly grim.  The entire novel, I knew the dire fate of the main character (as related in WITNESS), and the book consisted largely of horrific circumstances designed to get the characters where I knew they'd be.  That, combined with a lot of the book being written in an urban patois unfamiliar to me, made this one a major challenge to finish.  Sigh.
  • WICKED LOVELY, by Melissa Marr.  This "fairy tale" is hauntingly beautiful, with very real characters in a contemporary setting, recognizing the reality of magic in the world around them.  I was given this book with a strong recommendation to read it to advance my own writing; I enjoyed the storytelling all on its own, without any need for instruction.  (The sequel has just come out!)
  • EYES OF CROW, by Jeri Smith-Ready.  I've known Jeri for quite some time, but (shame-facedly) had not read any of her books.  I loved the otherworldliness of this book; it reminded me in the best way of Zilpha Keatley Snyder's BELOW THE ROOT series, which I adored as a child.  The worldbuilding, however, and the magic that people get from their animal spirits, is uniquely Jeri's.  What can I say?  I'm a sucker for a reluctant heroine...
  • SILENT IN THE GRAVE, by Deanna Raybourn.  My editor gave me this mystery, plucking it from the shelves in her office when I last visited.  I enjoy mysteries, but not so much the period pieces, so I wasn't overly eager to read Raybourn's debut novel.  My interest was piqued, though, when I saw that Maria Snyder had blurbed the book (while I ignore most blurbs, I don't ignore *friends*!)  I thoroughly enjoyed this book, particularly the believable iconoclasm of the heroine, who creates her own path, even as she conforms to her (Victorian) society's expectations.
  • PARASITE REX, by Carl Zimmer.  This book languished on my to-be-read shelf for years, after Nancy Kress and I attended the author's lecture at the Smithsonian.  Scott Westerfeld used this book as the source for his wonderful interstitial chapters in PEEPS, so I finally dug out my copy.  I learned some interesting things, but I have to say that Scott's distillation (and the author's presentation, with slides!) was more entertaining than a lot of the gruesome details about how parasites rule the world.
  • BLUE BLOODS, by Melissa de law Cruz.  Part of my reading project on YA vampire books.  The tone of this book didn't quite resonate with me (the school was just a little too outrageous - coed students stripping in the halls for their gym classes?) but the underlying mystery of the vampires, and who they are, and how they fit into American history, was superb.  I actually want to re-read a couple of history texts to figure out more about how these puzzle pieces could fit together.
  • VAMPIRE ACADEMY, by Richelle Mead.  Another part of my reading project on YA vampire books.  I want to be Richelle Mead when I grow up (or, at least, to write her books.)  I loved the entire set-up for this novel, and the characters felt incredibly real to me.  The romance works well, the narrator was smart, but realistically not-quite-adult....  The most successful of all the YA vamp boks I've read.
OK, that's it for today - I'll get more of the shelf cleared off shortly!

Mindy, completing some housekeeping
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Goblin Lullaby at PodCastle [Jul. 22nd, 2008|08:30 am]

jimhines
My story "Goblin Lullaby" is now available as a free podcast over at PodCastle. I think this is my favorite of the goblin short stories, even though Jig only has a small role. (Ha - I amuse myself.) This story first came about when I got to wondering why the goblins would have bothered to keep a runt baby like Jig alive. You also learn about Grell's history with Kralk, and you see the seeds of some of the human/elf backstory from Goblin War [Amazon | Mysterious Galaxy].

ETA: I love the description PodCastle gives of this one, too: "Contains not necessarily overlapping groups of heroes and good guys."


And as long as I'm mentioning podcasts, you can also get the goblin story "Goblin Hunter" over at ClonePod. This one was originally published as "Goblin Hero" (back before I decided upon the title of book two), and tells how Jig met his faithful fire-spider Smudge.

Enjoy!
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Nice award you have there. Pity if anything happened to it. [Jul. 21st, 2008|11:02 pm]

cristalia
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[music |The Dandy Warhols -- Sleep]

[info]cristalia (11:00:12 PM): Also we sold a fuckton of Clockwork Phoenix.
[info]cristalia (11:00:27 PM): And a fuckton of the Rhysling Anthology.
[info]cristalia (11:00:33 PM): even though I did not win the Rhysling Award.
[info]cristalia (11:00:35 PM): But we expected that.
[info]ringwoodcomics (11:00:57 PM): oh.. you did?
[info]ringwoodcomics (11:01:00 PM): *puts away crowbar* >.>
[info]ringwoodcomics (11:01:10 PM): then i guess it is live and let live. <.<
[info]ringwoodcomics (11:01:14 PM): *dumps poison in toilet*
[info]cristalia (11:01:22 PM): heee
[info]cristalia (11:01:24 PM): yes I did.
[info]cristalia (11:01:33 PM): From the minute I read the rest of the long-form nominees.
[info]ringwoodcomics (11:01:38 PM): just FYI i am totally ready to run your career like a protection racket.
[info]ringwoodcomics (11:01:48 PM): "if leah doesn't win this award.. well..
[info]ringwoodcomics (11:01:51 PM): who knows what could happen."

...we loves our Partner in Crime. He makes us feel better. *g*
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|09:20 pm]

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Sometime during the morning, while I was at work, Mickey horked up on his bed. It was mostly water, but it was still hork and after a while...I decided I needed to wash the bed cover. So I pulled out the bolster stuffing and the pad and took the cover downstairs to wash. In the interim, I brought Mickey's office bed out to the living room to tide him over.

photos behind the cut )
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Home [Jul. 21st, 2008|10:05 pm]

cristalia
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Just got home.

Had a great time, tired as hell, blood sugar in the toilet, and feeling extremely murderous because of late trains, screaming toddlers that didn't stop for three hours, bad food, lack of personal space, and the discovery that the tiles under my desk are buckling in a fashion akin to water damage.

Yeah.

Con report...not now.
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book envy [Jul. 21st, 2008|02:25 pm]

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So the kind of book I tend to like is meaty. With complex world building and developed characters and a lot of intrigue and action. I don't necessarily like very easy books. Some are most definitely easier than others, of course, and there's a range on the "liked by Di" scale. Right now I"m reading Furies of Calderon by Jim Butcher. This one is definitely proving to be on the liked by Di scale. There's a fair bit of intrigue and the world is truly unique and the characters have a lot of flesh on them. Interestingly, there's a fair bit of introspection as the characters think through the issues and possibilities. And yet that part doesn't drag one bit. Butcher manages to give a pretty good sense of the different politics fairly early on, grounding his readers so they can follow the story. There is also plenty of action. And I like that the 'bad guys' have some dimension, including the Marat.

But reading a book like this makes me start thinking about my books and whether I accomplish what I find so entrancing in FoC. I hope so. I write the sort of book I like to read. And in fact, you'll probably notice escalating political intrigue as I go along. I'm interested in complex stories. And make no mistake--these sorts of stories really require work of readers. That's because you have to keep track of everything in the story--tiniest detail on up--in order to make sense of things. And again, that's why I like reading these stories. I do have to work. I have to be totally engaged and I like that.

I just hope I manage the same thing, yanno?
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From here... everything. [Jul. 21st, 2008|11:06 am]

mt_yvr
There is something about being an outsider that lets you grab ahold of the place you're in and spin it.  Giving people new things to see.

Ireland )
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The True Location of the Writer's Brain [Jul. 21st, 2008|01:19 pm]

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My agent Joshua Bilmes reported some of his recent foreign sales over at SF Scope. Get this bit. "Jim C. Hines, who Bilmes says 'has become the most successful author in Germany for JABberwocky Literary Agency,' had a short story collection picked up by his German publishers Bastei. Polish rights to his Goblin War went to Fabryka Slow."

Wow. Considering JABberwocky represents Tanya Huff, Simon Green, Elizabeth Moon, and lots of other people who are much more impressive than I am ... just wow.

Fortunately, slogging through the latest rewrite was more than enough to bring my ego back down to earth.

Who was the comedian who talked about memory being in our backsides? When you get up to go do something, you end up forgetting what it was. But then if you sit down again, Bam! You remember the moment your butt hits the chair.

Writing works the opposite way. You can sit at your desk for an hour, staring at a silly little one-page scene that just doesn't want to work. Then at the end of your lunch break, you get up to use the restroom, and by the time you've walked thirty feet, Bam! Of course the scene doesn't work. You have to move the silly thing to the end of the chapter!

Clearly writers keep our brains in our behinds, and sitting for too long cuts off the blood flow. That's why it's important to get up and walk around every once in a while.

11 days until deadline. Just in case anyone else wants to count along with me.
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Naked country babes with an appetite for kinks [Jul. 21st, 2008|09:17 am]

mt_yvr
This weekend was folk festival time.  I decided early on that the hill of the fest was too much to climb two days in a row.  Rather than forego entirely, I went only on closing day.

Still beat me down.  BUT!  Discovered the whole transit thing is a huuuge chunk of my tiredness.  Took a cab both ways.  Muuuuch easier.  Still want to sleep all day today.

Scenes: 

Beautiful father, beautiful mother.  As in these are people who look good anywhere.  With a beautiful little girl and an infant.  Father all wicked smiles comes to his daughter with two icecream cones.  As he settles to the grass he chuckles and says to her, earnestly, "This is going to be messy and drippy... and THAT'S OK."  So ok in fact they took photos of her when she got to the stage of looking like she'd fallen face first into her icecream.  I'm a little in love with them for basically encouraging her to be ok with it this one time.

Parents, fathers everywhere reaching out a hand to their children to come dance with them.  Fathers and mothers leading the kids out, not the other way around.

Despite being a mean old bastard who eats children and likes a good five feet around him at all times... I love that the really young ones wander around and parent's don't freak that they've wandered up to THISCLOSE to strangers to staaaaare. 

Boys in dresses.  Little ones.  Brilliant, I think.  Whimsy!

Hearing little tributes to Utah Philips.  Every year we'd hear him at least once.  Made me feel a little lost and old to know he'd never be there again.  The 20something crowd might have helped with that.  But it also gives you hope that more and more younger people are going. 

STILL ABLE TO DO IT.  Come in, leave your blankets out and backpack in the middle of it... and walk away.  For the day.

All the regulars.  Including the women on their scooters... Though I'll note once again only one came this year.  The couple - I'm sure they're a couple - have been quietly (and madly) driving around the edges of the crowds for the entire time I've gone.  Just as a "thing" it's nice to see faces familiar, year after year.

Music.  More music.  Music.  Food.  Much more food. 

Oh, speaking of.  I then participated in the single worst thing I've ever done in my life.  Public sex with animals would be a distant second.  Strawberry and chocolate crepe.  AND a whale's tail.  (Beaver's tail to some places)  W bought both.  Two of the tails and one crepe.  And we sat right in the middle of public and ATE them.  After dinner.

(sob) It was so very wrong.  (urp)  Mmmmm.



And the title of this entry?  My spam today.  I giggled enough I almost got coffee in my nose.
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MISSPELLED Reading and Signing! Coming Soon! [Jul. 21st, 2008|10:16 am]

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Hello all! This is a general announcement to... er... announce... that [info]sandman7 and I will be participating in a reading, followed by a signing, of our stories in the anthology MISSPELLED, edited by Julie Czerneda!

Where: LE MELANGE MAGIQUE, 1928 Ste-Catherine St. W.
When: Sunday, July 27th, at 2:00pm!

I'm told there will also be copies of my other books as well, so now's your chance to pick up a copy and have it signed by none other than the author himself, me!
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Magic Trick: The Disappearing Weekend [Jul. 21st, 2008|10:06 am]

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Well, another weekend disappeared on us.  I swear to God, those days must be hiding out, along with the caps to Bic pens and the mates to my socks and all those other annoyances of modern life that go missing!

We went to see DARK KNIGHT on Friday.  I don't have a lot to add to the general reviews floating around - I'll just note that there were two scenes (one involving a string-held trigger, and one involving a mouth-pressed knife) that I expected  to be much more visually violent than they were.  I realized after each that I had completely tensed up; after the first of those scenes, I actually forced myself to take a deep breath and relax.

On Saturday, we went to the Apple store and bought me a replacement for my beloved Sony VAIO.  (After 4.5 years, the video cable loosened, so that the entire screen was always magenta; some pages were unreadable because of background colors that could resulted in lovely magenta on magenta text.  The problem arose a year ago and phased in and out, but it had not phased out for over a month.)  I am now the slightly astonished new owner of a MacBook Air.  So far, it's incredible, amazing, overwhelmingly what *I* needed.  (I don't play video games, I don't compile million-lines-of-code programs, etc.)  I'm a happy writer. :-)

On Sunday, we did the usual scramble of clean-the-house, take-care-of-errands, nothing too exciting.

Somewhere in there, we mourned a Red Sox sweep (and were surprised by some great Nats ball.)

And that was the weekend that was...

Mindy, typing from Panera before heading home to edit, edit, edit the work in progress
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Monday LOL Book [Jul. 21st, 2008|07:45 am]

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LOL books like to color with an octarine marker. Previous LOL books are available at http://jimhines.livejournal.com/tag/lol.

Today's book is The Magic Toybox [Amazon | Mysterious Galaxy], edited by Denise Little. This is another of the DAW anthologies, and is actually a collector's item -- if you visit the Amazon link, you'll see that this book actually boasts a four-star review from Harriet Klausner.

(Wikipedia link, for anyone who doesn't get the LOL.)

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