I just finished doing my part in a comics professional roundtable for Sequential Tart. Which is funny, since I'm neither a comics professional or a woman. But still, it's nice to be asked.
Speaking of comics, I read a whack this weekend. Was fairly unimpressed with Nextwave, the next big book from Warren Ellis and Stuart Immonen. It looked nice, but it just seemed like a joke that Ellis has told before. Was very happy with Dark Horses' Knights of the Old Republic, which caught the feel of the game and had a very surprising ending. Dark Horse just continues to give me the sort of Star Wars I've been praying for since I was but a wee'un.
Had to cancel my plans to publish Cuddles The Dalek for the next Mythmakers. Dealing with Morrissey and her ill health has just put a cramp in my writing--I don't regret the time, I just feel bad for letting people down. Hopefully I'll be able to publish it in the next issue.
Rainy, wet day here today. Did grocery shopping while Christopher Cross burbled over the P.A. system. Listened to Coheed and Cambria, realizing the lyrics really aren't burdened with making sense. Now, the rest of Sunday holds promise of laundry, filling bird feeders, and taking the cats outside. Which will of course entail cleaning reluctant cat feet when they come back in.
May start a new book tonight. It's a coin flip between Warhammer: The Demon's Curse or Star Wars: Jedi Healer. Decisions, decisions.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Saturday, January 21, 2006
What I Fall Asleep Reading
Still dealing with sick cat. She has now taken to peeing on the second floor (carpeted) landing, even though I've put out extra cat boxes for her. She will march upstairs to use the box, then, almost as an afterthought, return to the landing to leave a small lake. I've gone through one bottle of Knock-Out (for the smell, not the cat), have sprayed Febreeze over the area, (hoping that the scent would make her run screaming), but no: still she squats. It's a good thing I adore her.
Fell asleep reading again last night. Woke up at 3:30 a.m. in the living room, Jenny Randles' Breaking The Time Barrier on the floor beside me. This isn't a bad book--for some reason, Pocket Books mailed me a free copy--looking at the various attempts to build time machines (often accidentally). So far, she's touched upon Tesla, Einstein (of course), with a deep focus on the crazy shit that is light. Randles has a gift for taking high concepts and making them very understandable, with an easy conversational tone. She's also not afraid to ramble on about stories like Richard Matheson's Somewhere In Time, the great (at the time) movie Time After Time, and how cool it is that in order to time travel, we need high gravity wells, and how HG wells is the same name as the man who wrote The Time Machine.
I also read Star Wars Republic #81. Again, this is how the prequels should have looked. The story takes place on Kashyyyk (the Wookiee planet) during the same time in Revenge of The Sith that Yoda fell under fire from the clone troopers. It features my favourite Jedi, Quinlan Vos, which is enough for me to pick it up.
Fell asleep reading again last night. Woke up at 3:30 a.m. in the living room, Jenny Randles' Breaking The Time Barrier on the floor beside me. This isn't a bad book--for some reason, Pocket Books mailed me a free copy--looking at the various attempts to build time machines (often accidentally). So far, she's touched upon Tesla, Einstein (of course), with a deep focus on the crazy shit that is light. Randles has a gift for taking high concepts and making them very understandable, with an easy conversational tone. She's also not afraid to ramble on about stories like Richard Matheson's Somewhere In Time, the great (at the time) movie Time After Time, and how cool it is that in order to time travel, we need high gravity wells, and how HG wells is the same name as the man who wrote The Time Machine.
I also read Star Wars Republic #81. Again, this is how the prequels should have looked. The story takes place on Kashyyyk (the Wookiee planet) during the same time in Revenge of The Sith that Yoda fell under fire from the clone troopers. It features my favourite Jedi, Quinlan Vos, which is enough for me to pick it up.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Stress is My Religion
Or so it seems somedays.
Caring for a sick cat right now--which means I'm a bit of a mess. I can handle any other aspect of being a pet owner--the feeding, the playing, the sheer adoration--but when they get sick, I think I start to shit blood. The cat in question seems to have caught some vicious bug, which has given her a head cold that just won't stop--so it's force feeds, carrying her up to the box, and listening to her try and breathe through a river of snot at 3:00 a.m.
What's funny is that she doesn't go outside. The other cat does go, but only in the backyard--on a lead--with me on the other end. So who the hell knows?
Anyway. Finished Saturday's column. I'll post it here Saturday morning, because I'm sure it'll be edited for content. Oh, and today I got to correct Christie Blatchford--and I got a nice thank you email in reply! That, and making Video Archivist on TelevisionWithoutPity--
well, it was a bit of niceness.
Caring for a sick cat right now--which means I'm a bit of a mess. I can handle any other aspect of being a pet owner--the feeding, the playing, the sheer adoration--but when they get sick, I think I start to shit blood. The cat in question seems to have caught some vicious bug, which has given her a head cold that just won't stop--so it's force feeds, carrying her up to the box, and listening to her try and breathe through a river of snot at 3:00 a.m.
What's funny is that she doesn't go outside. The other cat does go, but only in the backyard--on a lead--with me on the other end. So who the hell knows?
Anyway. Finished Saturday's column. I'll post it here Saturday morning, because I'm sure it'll be edited for content. Oh, and today I got to correct Christie Blatchford--and I got a nice thank you email in reply! That, and making Video Archivist on TelevisionWithoutPity--
well, it was a bit of niceness.
Stress is My Religion
Or so it seems somedays.
Caring for a sick cat right now--which means I'm a bit of a mess. I can handle any other aspect of being a pet owner--the feeding, the playing, the sheer adoration--but when they get sick, I think I start to shit blood. The cat in question seems to have caught some vicious bug, which has given her a head cold that just won't stop--so it's force feeds, carrying her up to the box, and listening to her try and breathe through a river of snot at 3:00 a.m.
What's funny is that she doesn't go outside. The other cat does go, but only in the backyard--on a lead--with me on the other end. So who the hell knows?
Anyway. Finished Saturday's column. I'll post it here Saturday morning, because I'm sure it'll be edited for content. Oh, and today I got to correct Christie Blatchford--and I got a nice thank you email in reply! That, and making Video Archivist on TelevisionWithoutPity--
well, it was a bit of niceness.
Caring for a sick cat right now--which means I'm a bit of a mess. I can handle any other aspect of being a pet owner--the feeding, the playing, the sheer adoration--but when they get sick, I think I start to shit blood. The cat in question seems to have caught some vicious bug, which has given her a head cold that just won't stop--so it's force feeds, carrying her up to the box, and listening to her try and breathe through a river of snot at 3:00 a.m.
What's funny is that she doesn't go outside. The other cat does go, but only in the backyard--on a lead--with me on the other end. So who the hell knows?
Anyway. Finished Saturday's column. I'll post it here Saturday morning, because I'm sure it'll be edited for content. Oh, and today I got to correct Christie Blatchford--and I got a nice thank you email in reply! That, and making Video Archivist on TelevisionWithoutPity--
well, it was a bit of niceness.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Old Man Nook's Got Me By The Short and Curlies!
Okay, so maybe I was hasty. Weezer's Make Believe may not be an entirely crap album. It's currently playing in Anneke (my white Chevy like car), and I've fallen in love with Perfect Situation. Some very nice pop music composition there, sounding like an outtake from the Green Album. There are still far too many naff tracks, though, making me glad of the FF button. But I've listened to Perfect Situation about thirty times over the last few days, the little OCD music fan that I am--and it's a class bit of work.
What else? Finished A Geek History of London for the London Reader, which is set to hit the incestous literary scene sometime in March. Tonight I started Cuddles The Dalek , which HAS to be done by the end of the month. It's to go in the latest issue of MythMakers--the fan fiction Doctor Who magazine--and will be for sale in Los Angeles next month at Gallifrey One.
Which should be a trick, since I'm still on the first page.
This probably wasn't a good time to get addicted to Animal Crossing, either. I'm currently in hock about 16,000 bells to Old Man Nook, and he's threatened to send some raccoon thugs over to my little shanty if I don't pay up. He says he's joking, but he's got that shifty look all racoon store vendors have. I can't trust him.
What else? Finished A Geek History of London for the London Reader, which is set to hit the incestous literary scene sometime in March. Tonight I started Cuddles The Dalek , which HAS to be done by the end of the month. It's to go in the latest issue of MythMakers--the fan fiction Doctor Who magazine--and will be for sale in Los Angeles next month at Gallifrey One.
Which should be a trick, since I'm still on the first page.
This probably wasn't a good time to get addicted to Animal Crossing, either. I'm currently in hock about 16,000 bells to Old Man Nook, and he's threatened to send some raccoon thugs over to my little shanty if I don't pay up. He says he's joking, but he's got that shifty look all racoon store vendors have. I can't trust him.
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