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First, a note that if you've subscribed to Torn World, you should spend your credits. Ellen goes over how it works (including a warning that you lose the right to bestow those credits as you see fit, in this post:  Ellen is Not A Bank:  Spend Your Credits.  As one of the Torn World creators, I assure you--if you put money toward one of my stories, I pay attention.  If you want to encourage a particular story line, you can tip me on the site, leaving a comment to tell me what you want.  (Of course, you can also tip me in my donation hat, over on www.wyld-dandelyon.com.)

I'm still so excited to have my own website!  When I remember to think about it, anyway; I'm currently distracted by other things creatively:

I want to catch up on some of my story arcs--Jrilii's Wild Snowy Chase and Dini and Lalya's wedding in particular.  (Poor Lalya still does't have a wedding dress.)

I'm also trying to get back to doing #fridayflash regularly.  Like Sketchfest, it's a good stretch for my skills.  And I want to get back to my Feather-Blessed Dragons too. 

Of course, right now, the biggest time drain is the anthology, which needs black and white art for specific stories, and I'm pushing my drawing skills right to their limits.  I'm finding this surprisingly draining; it's much more tiring than sketch fests--there, if a sketch doesn't turn out, I can just move on.  I can push my skill level and feel good about the result whether it's good or not--I learned something from it, after all.  But this--this is important to me, and to everyone involved in the project.  And there's a deadline, which isn't at all distant.  I can't just put it aside and come back to it in a few days or weeks, it needs to get finished!  So, wish me luck with them!

Oh--and this weekend is the Muse Fusion!  I hope you'll stop by and leave us all some prompts.  What would you like to see more of, in Torn World?  What questions do you have?  What have we not done yet, that you would like to see or read about? 

In other news, yesterday I got an IM from my kid that started, "I know this is super late...." inviting me to go to the art show her pictures were in, at the school (one day only and starting in about a half-hour), and got to go see that, and chat with the grandmother of one of her classmates who I haven't seen in years, and then got a call from a very old friend who hasn't called me in even longer, and we chatted, and except for financial worries (I haven't gotten any surprise calls from potential employers) it's been a good few days.

Oh, and one of the cats has decided that the canvas bag that holds all my tax papers (the taxes are thankfully done) is the bestest bed ever!  He'll be disappointed when I pack them into an envelope in a box in the attic and put the bag back with the other grocery bags!
wyld_dandelyon: (Torn World)
First, a note that if you've subscribed to Torn World, you should spend your credits. Ellen goes over how it works (including a warning that you lose the right to bestow those credits as you see fit, in this post:  Ellen is Not A Bank:  Spend Your Credits.  As one of the Torn World creators, I assure you--if you put money toward one of my stories, I pay attention.  If you want to encourage a particular story line, you can tip me on the site, leaving a comment to tell me what you want.  (Of course, you can also tip me in my donation hat, over on www.wyld-dandelyon.com.)

I'm still so excited to have my own website!  When I remember to think about it, anyway; I'm currently distracted by other things creatively:

I want to catch up on some of my story arcs--Jrilii's Wild Snowy Chase and Dini and Lalya's wedding in particular.  (Poor Lalya still does't have a wedding dress.)

I'm also trying to get back to doing #fridayflash regularly.  Like Sketchfest, it's a good stretch for my skills.  And I want to get back to my Feather-Blessed Dragons too. 

Of course, right now, the biggest time drain is the anthology, which needs black and white art for specific stories, and I'm pushing my drawing skills right to their limits.  I'm finding this surprisingly draining; it's much more tiring than sketch fests--there, if a sketch doesn't turn out, I can just move on.  I can push my skill level and feel good about the result whether it's good or not--I learned something from it, after all.  But this--this is important to me, and to everyone involved in the project.  And there's a deadline, which isn't at all distant.  I can't just put it aside and come back to it in a few days or weeks, it needs to get finished!  So, wish me luck with them!

Oh--and this weekend is the Muse Fusion!  I hope you'll stop by and leave us all some prompts.  What would you like to see more of, in Torn World?  What questions do you have?  What have we not done yet, that you would like to see or read about? 

In other news, yesterday I got an IM from my kid that started, "I know this is super late...." inviting me to go to the art show her pictures were in, at the school (one day only and starting in about a half-hour), and got to go see that, and chat with the grandmother of one of her classmates who I haven't seen in years, and then got a call from a very old friend who hasn't called me in even longer, and we chatted, and except for financial worries (I haven't gotten any surprise calls from potential employers) it's been a good few days.

Oh, and one of the cats has decided that the canvas bag that holds all my tax papers (the taxes are thankfully done) is the bestest bed ever!  He'll be disappointed when I pack them into an envelope in a box in the attic and put the bag back with the other grocery bags!
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So, after I posted about my process on the first sketch, I sleepily looked at the other prompts, and picked "Playing with Fire". Playing, for me, as often as not is playing music, and I had images of little fire sprites dancing and playing instruments. But this is as far as I got before falling asleep on the couch!

Eventually, I woke up to stumble off to bed, and slept quite a while.  I woke up and tried to Google for some dancing musicians -- pictures of dancing musicians, that is.  Hah!  Someone needs to design a search engine for artists who need models to paint from.  Just saying.  I finally found a video of a dancer with a wonderful, red, lacy shawl who inspired me, and shifted my plan a bit.  

And there were interruptions, my "babydaddy" calling to see when our 17-year-old's flight was to arrive, kitties wanting breakfast, kitties climbing into things they shouldn't, stuff like that.  

So, here is the second sketch.  Over at the sketchfest site, you can see a bigger image of it.  :-D

I had some paint leftover on my palette, and started another painting with a border, to use up the blue and majenta paint.  

Then another look at the prompts.  There were a whole bunch of cool ones.  

Someone did a really cool "Pear Bear".  There were some unusual carousel critters, including a sea horse.  Lots of winged beings--a cactus fairy, hidden fairies, angels, a chimera--all sorts of things.  

Lots of people were sketching in pencil, but there was also ink, markers, colored pencils, and one person working in clay!

After I got through being distracted by other people's sketches, I picked a prompt--Tribal Trickster kept catching my eye, and no one else had indicated they were planning to work from that prompt.  I also returned to my goal of working on faces.  I really wanted to do a three-quarter view, and set out to find an image to work from.  

Again, Google was useless; I ended up looking up tribal dances on You Tube, and following links until I found an image to work with  I wanted someone I thought I'd enjoy staring at for an hour, and where the image was clear enough to work from.  

I really don't consider this finished, but here's as far as I got before I ran out of time.  In particular, the hair isn't right (though the fluffy part of the hair really doesn't have any green in it, despite the impression from the picture), and there needs to be some hint of background behind the woman's head.

Please pardon the laundry in the background.  I figure a cell phone pic is good enough to share, but is clearly not as good as a real scan. Kind of like musicians who give away a live copy of a song, but sell a more polished and mixed version.  

Then there was yardwork to do, and a girl to pick up at the airport, and a really quick rinse in the bath in between, it's beastly-hot here and one of the jobs in the yard was cutting a branch off a tree that was hitting our rose bushes.  Which meant I stood under where My Angel was using one of those saw-on-a-stick thingies holding the branch still while she sawed, and showered me with sawdust.  

There was construction on the highway, which  apparently included removing the signs saying something to the effect of, "this is the airport exit", so I overshot the airport, and had to get off the highway, turn around, and go back.  This time I was warned, so the lack of a helpful sign didn't defeat me a second time.

Then headed off to her Dad's place, where we got to see pictures from her trip, and her collection of key chain fobs from the trip, and hear a few stories while she wound down enough to head to bed.  "I haven't seen a bed in over 48 hours, Mom, and I got to see the sun rise twice today, and it was Friday, and then Saturday, and then Friday for a while again, and then Saturday for a long, long time.  And we had breakfast and lunch, and then breakfast two more times, and then dinner!"

Look at the present she brought me!  It's wonderfully gaudy and silly.  It will become regular convention wear for me, I think, and make sure I get to my panels on time!

And now I'm getting sleepy again.  And, the

Torn World Muse Fusion is tomorrow!  

If I figured the time zones right, it's noon to midnight here-time (Central Daylight).  

Stop by and let me (and my co-creators) know what sort of Torn World stories, poems, and artwork you'd like to see!
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So, after I posted about my process on the first sketch, I sleepily looked at the other prompts, and picked "Playing with Fire". Playing, for me, as often as not is playing music, and I had images of little fire sprites dancing and playing instruments. But this is as far as I got before falling asleep on the couch!

Eventually, I woke up to stumble off to bed, and slept quite a while.  I woke up and tried to Google for some dancing musicians -- pictures of dancing musicians, that is.  Hah!  Someone needs to design a search engine for artists who need models to paint from.  Just saying.  I finally found a video of a dancer with a wonderful, red, lacy shawl who inspired me, and shifted my plan a bit.  

And there were interruptions, my "babydaddy" calling to see when our 17-year-old's flight was to arrive, kitties wanting breakfast, kitties climbing into things they shouldn't, stuff like that.  

So, here is the second sketch.  Over at the sketchfest site, you can see a bigger image of it.  :-D

I had some paint leftover on my palette, and started another painting with a border, to use up the blue and majenta paint.  

Then another look at the prompts.  There were a whole bunch of cool ones.  

Someone did a really cool "Pear Bear".  There were some unusual carousel critters, including a sea horse.  Lots of winged beings--a cactus fairy, hidden fairies, angels, a chimera--all sorts of things.  

Lots of people were sketching in pencil, but there was also ink, markers, colored pencils, and one person working in clay!

After I got through being distracted by other people's sketches, I picked a prompt--Tribal Trickster kept catching my eye, and no one else had indicated they were planning to work from that prompt.  I also returned to my goal of working on faces.  I really wanted to do a three-quarter view, and set out to find an image to work from.  

Again, Google was useless; I ended up looking up tribal dances on You Tube, and following links until I found an image to work with  I wanted someone I thought I'd enjoy staring at for an hour, and where the image was clear enough to work from.  

I really don't consider this finished, but here's as far as I got before I ran out of time.  In particular, the hair isn't right (though the fluffy part of the hair really doesn't have any green in it, despite the impression from the picture), and there needs to be some hint of background behind the woman's head.

Please pardon the laundry in the background.  I figure a cell phone pic is good enough to share, but is clearly not as good as a real scan. Kind of like musicians who give away a live copy of a song, but sell a more polished and mixed version.  

Then there was yardwork to do, and a girl to pick up at the airport, and a really quick rinse in the bath in between, it's beastly-hot here and one of the jobs in the yard was cutting a branch off a tree that was hitting our rose bushes.  Which meant I stood under where My Angel was using one of those saw-on-a-stick thingies holding the branch still while she sawed, and showered me with sawdust.  

There was construction on the highway, which  apparently included removing the signs saying something to the effect of, "this is the airport exit", so I overshot the airport, and had to get off the highway, turn around, and go back.  This time I was warned, so the lack of a helpful sign didn't defeat me a second time.

Then headed off to her Dad's place, where we got to see pictures from her trip, and her collection of key chain fobs from the trip, and hear a few stories while she wound down enough to head to bed.  "I haven't seen a bed in over 48 hours, Mom, and I got to see the sun rise twice today, and it was Friday, and then Saturday, and then Friday for a while again, and then Saturday for a long, long time.  And we had breakfast and lunch, and then breakfast two more times, and then dinner!"

Look at the present she brought me!  It's wonderfully gaudy and silly.  It will become regular convention wear for me, I think, and make sure I get to my panels on time!

And now I'm getting sleepy again.  And, the

Torn World Muse Fusion is tomorrow!  

If I figured the time zones right, it's noon to midnight here-time (Central Daylight).  

Stop by and let me (and my co-creators) know what sort of Torn World stories, poems, and artwork you'd like to see!
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My article about one of the very strange places in Torn World is featured in the [livejournal.com profile] torn_world community.  This was one of my entries to the periodic contests, and won in the writing category for the Landmarks of Torn World contest (reportedly making the judge say, "Ewwww! Neat!")

I'm also pleased with my painting of the towers. 

Anyway, the LJ spotlight is here:  http://community.livejournal.com/torn_world/35480.html

The entry is friends' locked, but everyone is welcome to friend our community.

And in other news, Oh! You should see all our roses!  I may post pictures later.

And my kid was sent a t-shirt from a prestigious university just for sending them her SAT scores!  Too bad there's no "Proud Mom" mood icon.  I spent too much time on the phone bragging to my sister and Mom about that, once I got home and found it in the mail. 
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
My article about one of the very strange places in Torn World is featured in the [livejournal.com profile] torn_world community.  This was one of my entries to the periodic contests, and won in the writing category for the Landmarks of Torn World contest (reportedly making the judge say, "Ewwww! Neat!")

I'm also pleased with my painting of the towers. 

Anyway, the LJ spotlight is here:  http://community.livejournal.com/torn_world/35480.html

The entry is friends' locked, but everyone is welcome to friend our community.

And in other news, Oh! You should see all our roses!  I may post pictures later.

And my kid was sent a t-shirt from a prestigious university just for sending them her SAT scores!  Too bad there's no "Proud Mom" mood icon.  I spent too much time on the phone bragging to my sister and Mom about that, once I got home and found it in the mail. 

Still Here

Apr. 6th, 2010 12:52 am
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Respecting my daughter's privacy, I won't post the beautiful photos of her trying on dresses for prom, or taking photos of her cousins running around the lawn hunting eggs. However, I will share this photo.  You can't see her, but she's in the driver's seat, waiting for my sister to finish stowing stuff so she can do some practice driving in my sister's "midlife crisis car" with the hood down.  Amazing how limber teenagers are!

The weekend was good, but didn't leave room for writing. And I'd like to share some pictures of the colored eggs we made. And kittens. They're running around, and one of them is even stealing some of his Mom's kibble.

But not tonight. It's late and I, unfortunately, need sleep.  And I'm booked tomorrow evening too.  But there will be new Fireborn soon.

I hope you all are having a good week! Feel free to chat here, if you want.

Still Here

Apr. 6th, 2010 12:52 am
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Respecting my daughter's privacy, I won't post the beautiful photos of her trying on dresses for prom, or taking photos of her cousins running around the lawn hunting eggs. However, I will share this photo.  You can't see her, but she's in the driver's seat, waiting for my sister to finish stowing stuff so she can do some practice driving in my sister's "midlife crisis car" with the hood down.  Amazing how limber teenagers are!

The weekend was good, but didn't leave room for writing. And I'd like to share some pictures of the colored eggs we made. And kittens. They're running around, and one of them is even stealing some of his Mom's kibble.

But not tonight. It's late and I, unfortunately, need sleep.  And I'm booked tomorrow evening too.  But there will be new Fireborn soon.

I hope you all are having a good week! Feel free to chat here, if you want.
wyld_dandelyon: (night is good)
I promised pictures; the kittens have all opened their eyes, and the least chubby are starting to walk around, all splay-legged and wobbly. One even climbed from the seat of the couch up onto the arm.

And they don't sit still for pictures!





























And the Mamacat is getting quite tame, and I think she will soon enjoy having other kitten-tenders around from time to time.  And she's pretty!

In other news, I'm still working the temp job; I had an interview last week but they hired someone else.

And I got some more rejection letters, and sent stories out again.

I got to take my kid "browsing" for a prom dress, too.  I don't believe how much those things cost--but she was sure pretty in the ones she tried on!  She's very private, so I won't post pictures.  But I'm a proud Mama!

And thank you to people who've suggested cool science discoveries of the last year for me!  If anyone else has suggestions, please let me know.  They're all fun to read about, even though they haven't yet sparked a story.  But today's been awfully busy.

And now I should sleep, since the alarm rings early. Sigh.
wyld_dandelyon: (night is good)
I promised pictures; the kittens have all opened their eyes, and the least chubby are starting to walk around, all splay-legged and wobbly. One even climbed from the seat of the couch up onto the arm.

And they don't sit still for pictures!





























And the Mamacat is getting quite tame, and I think she will soon enjoy having other kitten-tenders around from time to time.  And she's pretty!

In other news, I'm still working the temp job; I had an interview last week but they hired someone else.

And I got some more rejection letters, and sent stories out again.

I got to take my kid "browsing" for a prom dress, too.  I don't believe how much those things cost--but she was sure pretty in the ones she tried on!  She's very private, so I won't post pictures.  But I'm a proud Mama!

And thank you to people who've suggested cool science discoveries of the last year for me!  If anyone else has suggestions, please let me know.  They're all fun to read about, even though they haven't yet sparked a story.  But today's been awfully busy.

And now I should sleep, since the alarm rings early. Sigh.
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This has been a busy week, with the Muse Fusion and work and getting tax papers together and, best of all, getting to see my kid inducted into the National Honor Society last night.

Oh, and the kittens' eyes are all open, and they've become velro monsters!

I haven't forgotten the people who requested more in the series of shorts that started with Feather-Blessed. But it's not happening this week.

(Why don't these mood-stars have proud? I bet it's that stupid pride-is-a-sin thing. But it's not a sin to be proud of your kid's hard work!!!)
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This has been a busy week, with the Muse Fusion and work and getting tax papers together and, best of all, getting to see my kid inducted into the National Honor Society last night.

Oh, and the kittens' eyes are all open, and they've become velro monsters!

I haven't forgotten the people who requested more in the series of shorts that started with Feather-Blessed. But it's not happening this week.

(Why don't these mood-stars have proud? I bet it's that stupid pride-is-a-sin thing. But it's not a sin to be proud of your kid's hard work!!!)
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So, last night, I laid down with the firm intent to sleep until I woke up, get up, log into the "war" room, and accomplish a rewrite of my "Grandmother Marie" story. I still want my kitten back, but I have to stop moping and get stuff done.

Instead I was awakened by my daughter, reminding me that there was this mandatory meeting I had to take her to, since her Dad was at work. I checked the address and ascertained that I at least had time for a bowl of cereal, grabbed the bag with sketchbook and asthma meds, and headed out.

The meetings organizers were all gung-ho to get through their very extensive agenda in time to get us all out "at least in time to hear the kickoff on your car radios". Um. Whatever. I mean, I'd rather the team in whatever town I'm in wins, because it affects the feelings of so many people around me. But it's just a game, and not even one that I can have fun playing.

During the meeting, I decided I'd work on my project of thank-yous for donors; my original plan had been to draw small--about three inches square, total. But discussing things with my sister at Christmas, she offered to help me get the face right, except her idea of help was to draw a better sketch, full size! So, using her sketch as a reference, I did a larger drawing for [livejournal.com profile] red_trillium .  First in pencil, then pen.  I stopped before starting to color, though I had markers in my bag; I wanted to get a clean scan of it first.

I rather think I got a bit carried away, but since my idea was to make him into a Green Man because we discuss gardening, and since I enjoy drawing green men, I suppose that's no surprise. Since I had all that space for detail.

Anyway, here is the inked drawing.  I'd planned to color it, and I probably still will, but right now I'm enjoying it as it is.
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So, last night, I laid down with the firm intent to sleep until I woke up, get up, log into the "war" room, and accomplish a rewrite of my "Grandmother Marie" story. I still want my kitten back, but I have to stop moping and get stuff done.

Instead I was awakened by my daughter, reminding me that there was this mandatory meeting I had to take her to, since her Dad was at work. I checked the address and ascertained that I at least had time for a bowl of cereal, grabbed the bag with sketchbook and asthma meds, and headed out.

The meetings organizers were all gung-ho to get through their very extensive agenda in time to get us all out "at least in time to hear the kickoff on your car radios". Um. Whatever. I mean, I'd rather the team in whatever town I'm in wins, because it affects the feelings of so many people around me. But it's just a game, and not even one that I can have fun playing.

During the meeting, I decided I'd work on my project of thank-yous for donors; my original plan had been to draw small--about three inches square, total. But discussing things with my sister at Christmas, she offered to help me get the face right, except her idea of help was to draw a better sketch, full size! So, using her sketch as a reference, I did a larger drawing for [livejournal.com profile] red_trillium .  First in pencil, then pen.  I stopped before starting to color, though I had markers in my bag; I wanted to get a clean scan of it first.

I rather think I got a bit carried away, but since my idea was to make him into a Green Man because we discuss gardening, and since I enjoy drawing green men, I suppose that's no surprise. Since I had all that space for detail.

Anyway, here is the inked drawing.  I'd planned to color it, and I probably still will, but right now I'm enjoying it as it is.
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I wanted to get the next installment of Fireborn done today, but I woke up with a headache, and though it's finally mostly gone, I wasn't much good for creative things all day. I did get various necessary but dull stuff done--cleaning out my purse and entering receipts into my records, checking for more places to send job applications (and found a few, including yet another one that required me to type everything in my resume and then some into their online form), and stuff like that.

Yesterday was another day of little time for creative work. I spent the afternoon picking my kid up from across town, ferrying her to the doctor and pharmacy (just a sinus infection), and dropping the crabby tired child at her father's place. The evening was spent on errands, useful, but not much time for writing. The last one was to be getting my meds. I got there, realized I didn't have the $10 coupon, and despite being behind on everything I'd planned to do yesterday due to mom-ly duty, I went home to get it. (No job means ignoring that kind of coupon is really not an option.) When I went back again, I ended up standing there for at least 45 minutes while the clerk tried to figure out how to enter the thing into the pharmacy's computer, tried to tell me I couldn't use it for the prescription because the prescription was a refill, went off to talk to the pharmacist, and finally called a manager, who said to go ahead and give me the $10 off my copayment that the coupon promised. Then there was still more typing to enter things into his computer and then he took my meds off to the side where I couldn't see him to do something else to it or with it before he could finish ringing up my purchase. Now, every penny counts, but by the time it was all done, the savings was a very unimpressive "hourly wage".

Yeah, all this is part of normal life in this modern age, but why did I have to get a big clump of time-wasting stuff during NaNo and the week before Windycon? It wouldn't have been so bad if I'd expected it to take more than an hour and had taken something useful to do with me! And I still have to either get the art-show bidsheets and control sheet done before I leave Milwaukee or hand-write them at the con, before my 4:00 panel on Friday.

However, I do have some better news--I have a job interview tomorrow, so I'd best get myself off to bed.
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I wanted to get the next installment of Fireborn done today, but I woke up with a headache, and though it's finally mostly gone, I wasn't much good for creative things all day. I did get various necessary but dull stuff done--cleaning out my purse and entering receipts into my records, checking for more places to send job applications (and found a few, including yet another one that required me to type everything in my resume and then some into their online form), and stuff like that.

Yesterday was another day of little time for creative work. I spent the afternoon picking my kid up from across town, ferrying her to the doctor and pharmacy (just a sinus infection), and dropping the crabby tired child at her father's place. The evening was spent on errands, useful, but not much time for writing. The last one was to be getting my meds. I got there, realized I didn't have the $10 coupon, and despite being behind on everything I'd planned to do yesterday due to mom-ly duty, I went home to get it. (No job means ignoring that kind of coupon is really not an option.) When I went back again, I ended up standing there for at least 45 minutes while the clerk tried to figure out how to enter the thing into the pharmacy's computer, tried to tell me I couldn't use it for the prescription because the prescription was a refill, went off to talk to the pharmacist, and finally called a manager, who said to go ahead and give me the $10 off my copayment that the coupon promised. Then there was still more typing to enter things into his computer and then he took my meds off to the side where I couldn't see him to do something else to it or with it before he could finish ringing up my purchase. Now, every penny counts, but by the time it was all done, the savings was a very unimpressive "hourly wage".

Yeah, all this is part of normal life in this modern age, but why did I have to get a big clump of time-wasting stuff during NaNo and the week before Windycon? It wouldn't have been so bad if I'd expected it to take more than an hour and had taken something useful to do with me! And I still have to either get the art-show bidsheets and control sheet done before I leave Milwaukee or hand-write them at the con, before my 4:00 panel on Friday.

However, I do have some better news--I have a job interview tomorrow, so I'd best get myself off to bed.

Bemusement

Nov. 2nd, 2009 12:24 am
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So, last night I posted that there was a poem that I found out was accepted for publication basically as it appeared online, published.

This morning, before getting the girl from the train station (she had been visiting Chicago relatives again) and taking her to a meeting off in the land of confusing road signs, it happened again!

My poem, The Chatter of a White Scaly-Gull is published in the premier issue of With Painted Words, at www.withpaintedwords.com

The premise of this publisher is that they request submissions each month of no more than 1000 words, to match a particular piece of artwork.  The artwork is very nice, and I'm definitely jealous of the artist's phone, which was the media of creation! 

This first time they ran it as a contest--of the stories and poems they published, the artist will pick his favorite, and that person will get a print of the art. 

They have next month's piece of art up on their website, for those inclined to poetry and flash- or micro-fiction.  (They define flash as 1000 or fewer words, micro as 500 or fewer.)

I took a notebook to the kid's meeting, intending to do some NaNo drafting, and instead found my brain providing me with the bones of a story whose deadline was today (well, here-time, now technically yesterday), and which I'd resigned myself to the conclusion that I just wouldn't have time for. 

After dropping the kid off at her Dad's place (she now has a room at both places, giving her two homes in this city, in addition to a permanent welcome at three different homes in Chicago), I found one last late farmer's market that had cooking pumpkins, and bought some for My Angel, who has spent the last week complaining that Libby's bought all the cooking pumpkins that would normally go to the big grocery stores.  I also bought some other veggies.  And took a few pictures, though sadly I missed the moon while it was near enough to the horizon to have made a good picture.  (The kid would have taken a picture for me while I drove, but the phone was in my pocket, and we lost the spectacular view by the time I got it into her hands.)

So, when I got home and had eaten dinner and tended pets, I wrote and rewrote the short story, proofread it, and sent it off. 

So, now, here I sit, trying to convince my brain it's past time to be writing a novel, already!

Bemusement

Nov. 2nd, 2009 12:24 am
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So, last night I posted that there was a poem that I found out was accepted for publication basically as it appeared online, published.

This morning, before getting the girl from the train station (she had been visiting Chicago relatives again) and taking her to a meeting off in the land of confusing road signs, it happened again!

My poem, The Chatter of a White Scaly-Gull is published in the premier issue of With Painted Words, at www.withpaintedwords.com

The premise of this publisher is that they request submissions each month of no more than 1000 words, to match a particular piece of artwork.  The artwork is very nice, and I'm definitely jealous of the artist's phone, which was the media of creation! 

This first time they ran it as a contest--of the stories and poems they published, the artist will pick his favorite, and that person will get a print of the art. 

They have next month's piece of art up on their website, for those inclined to poetry and flash- or micro-fiction.  (They define flash as 1000 or fewer words, micro as 500 or fewer.)

I took a notebook to the kid's meeting, intending to do some NaNo drafting, and instead found my brain providing me with the bones of a story whose deadline was today (well, here-time, now technically yesterday), and which I'd resigned myself to the conclusion that I just wouldn't have time for. 

After dropping the kid off at her Dad's place (she now has a room at both places, giving her two homes in this city, in addition to a permanent welcome at three different homes in Chicago), I found one last late farmer's market that had cooking pumpkins, and bought some for My Angel, who has spent the last week complaining that Libby's bought all the cooking pumpkins that would normally go to the big grocery stores.  I also bought some other veggies.  And took a few pictures, though sadly I missed the moon while it was near enough to the horizon to have made a good picture.  (The kid would have taken a picture for me while I drove, but the phone was in my pocket, and we lost the spectacular view by the time I got it into her hands.)

So, when I got home and had eaten dinner and tended pets, I wrote and rewrote the short story, proofread it, and sent it off. 

So, now, here I sit, trying to convince my brain it's past time to be writing a novel, already!

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But they can be time consuming!  If I hadn't got sick last week, it would have been done sooner.  Oh, well, it's off to a beta reader now.

Now I can get back to my regularly scheduled writing. Which should mean I can get to more Fireborn tomorrow!

In the meantime, the purple ruffles basil is flowering.  In this picture, you see them in front of some sage, and chocolate mint in the background.

And, sadly, leaves are starting to fall from the first trees to turn, which means it's time to seriously start harvesting herbs and drying them.  And hoping that the first frost holds off for quite a while, since I've a bunch of green tomatoes, and they're SO much better if they have a chance to get ripe.

Tomorrow, I get to take my kid to a mandatory parents & kids meeting for her driver's ed class.  Am I really ready to have a kid who can drive? 

And parent-teacher conferences the next day.  At least being out of a job means I can show up before most other parents will be able to, which means less time spent in line.  A lot less time.  That, at least, is a good thing.

And of course, there's bill paying to do (I've been scheduling payments just before the start of the month; if I do it all at once I figure I'm safer than if I try to remember as they come due), and more job hunting, since there was almost nothing when I checked yesterday. 

I really wish this economy would recover, already! 

Also, I've been corresponding with people about doing panels at Chicago cons, and explaining crowdfunding to them.  Maybe I'll get to do a panel titled "What the Heck is Crowdfunding, and Why should SF Fans Care?"  If so, I'll be looking for other panelists.  And I should put together a handout--are there crowdfunded projects that aren't on the crowdfunding community's list, that any of you know about, that I should include?


 
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But they can be time consuming!  If I hadn't got sick last week, it would have been done sooner.  Oh, well, it's off to a beta reader now.

Now I can get back to my regularly scheduled writing. Which should mean I can get to more Fireborn tomorrow!

In the meantime, the purple ruffles basil is flowering.  In this picture, you see them in front of some sage, and chocolate mint in the background.

And, sadly, leaves are starting to fall from the first trees to turn, which means it's time to seriously start harvesting herbs and drying them.  And hoping that the first frost holds off for quite a while, since I've a bunch of green tomatoes, and they're SO much better if they have a chance to get ripe.

Tomorrow, I get to take my kid to a mandatory parents & kids meeting for her driver's ed class.  Am I really ready to have a kid who can drive? 

And parent-teacher conferences the next day.  At least being out of a job means I can show up before most other parents will be able to, which means less time spent in line.  A lot less time.  That, at least, is a good thing.

And of course, there's bill paying to do (I've been scheduling payments just before the start of the month; if I do it all at once I figure I'm safer than if I try to remember as they come due), and more job hunting, since there was almost nothing when I checked yesterday. 

I really wish this economy would recover, already! 

Also, I've been corresponding with people about doing panels at Chicago cons, and explaining crowdfunding to them.  Maybe I'll get to do a panel titled "What the Heck is Crowdfunding, and Why should SF Fans Care?"  If so, I'll be looking for other panelists.  And I should put together a handout--are there crowdfunded projects that aren't on the crowdfunding community's list, that any of you know about, that I should include?


 

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