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Quicknotes.
May. 14th, 2007 02:42 pmLong week.
Anacrusis writes short fiction--101 words--for the utter win. (If you only look at one link this post, look at that one.)
Toby used the litterbox. Happy dance, victory, continued squeezing, battle not war, etcetera.
Fragonard was sadly *not* as cool as I remembered him to be partway through a rye-and-ginger (a *very strong* rye-and-ginger, might I add), but the whole corpses as art thing still grabs my attention.
John Brunner wrote a book called Stand on Zanzibar. I suspect that Warren Ellis had bits of this simmering in his backbrain when he did Transmetropolitan, and good grief why is a scifi novel from 1969 presenting the second most new and different and interesting and developed society I've read about in two years? (Answer: because mostly what gets me is characters, and I read authors who focus on that a lot. But still.)
Eric Burns has a bedtime story about rain.
Played wardrobe assistant of the damned on Saturday. Have new and heightened appreciation of the fact that putting lipstick on someone else is an entirely different and much more difficult skillset than applying it to oneself. Also, Sin smells nice. May look at that next BPAL order.
Steadily paring down the list of must-dos.
Anacrusis writes short fiction--101 words--for the utter win. (If you only look at one link this post, look at that one.)
Toby used the litterbox. Happy dance, victory, continued squeezing, battle not war, etcetera.
Fragonard was sadly *not* as cool as I remembered him to be partway through a rye-and-ginger (a *very strong* rye-and-ginger, might I add), but the whole corpses as art thing still grabs my attention.
John Brunner wrote a book called Stand on Zanzibar. I suspect that Warren Ellis had bits of this simmering in his backbrain when he did Transmetropolitan, and good grief why is a scifi novel from 1969 presenting the second most new and different and interesting and developed society I've read about in two years? (Answer: because mostly what gets me is characters, and I read authors who focus on that a lot. But still.)
Eric Burns has a bedtime story about rain.
Played wardrobe assistant of the damned on Saturday. Have new and heightened appreciation of the fact that putting lipstick on someone else is an entirely different and much more difficult skillset than applying it to oneself. Also, Sin smells nice. May look at that next BPAL order.
Steadily paring down the list of must-dos.
