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  • Nov. 30th, 2004 at 1:43 PM
Pooka
I am alive. Really. I promise. I've been largely vegging over the holiday weekend and in its aftermath. But here's what's been going on, in all aspects of my life, in brief:


  • Mom started the experimental meds. Nothing good or bad yet. Yay insurance for covering them.
  • Thanksgiving was quiet, but very nice. I got a chance to look at pictures and hear old stories, and new stories about a part of the family I don't know much about.
  • Christmas decorations are up, minus a little bit of futzing here and there. The woman who sold my mom her Home Interiors stuff is trying desperately to sign me up as a dealer as well. I "have such a good eye!" Maybe, but I think I'll stick to decorating my own house for now.
  • Work is running hot and cold. Everyone around me has the Christmas crazies, but I seem to be exempt. So far.
  • Creatively speaking, I've been quiet. Mostly toying with Premiere, adding a few seconds to my latest video project. Nothing finished yet. Fangirl geek that I am, this might change after this week's episode of "Lost".
  • I haven't even started Christmas shopping yet. And no, I'm not going to do all of my shopping in the free merchandise at work. I might not even do all my shopping with my discount. But then again, I might. ;) Must go check out folkses' Amazon wishlists. Hm. Should probably update my own.
  • I've been quite the cook of late. Last night's dinner was the remnants of the potato sausage soup I made on Sunday. Tonight's dinner will probably be some sort of pasta, with whatever sauce I can make out of the half a quart of heavy cream I have left from Thanksgiving pie-making.
  • I may have to go on a mad Christmas cookie-baking spree this year. Got a favorite recipe you wanna share?
  • I'm being random, and should get back to work.
Edited, because I forgot a very important item!

I'm currently reading the latest Laurell K. Hamilton book, Incubus Dreams, and it's making me want to tear my eyes out for numerous reasons, not the least of which is the fact that it LOOKS LIKE I'M READING SOMEBODY'S GODDAMN FIRST DRAFT. (Ahem, sorry for yelling.) Somebody with very little skill in spelling and even less understanding of grammar. I have never, ever seen a book from a big publishing house with so many careless typos and grammatical mistakes, and they're all the sort of thing a writer--a writer mind you, not a copyeditor--should catch on a readthrough of their work before submitting it. Basic, basic stuff. It's making an already annoying story ten times as annoying. (And yet I can't stop reading it. Damn you, Hamilton, damn you.)

And I'd like to think I speak for a lot of you when I say, from the bottom of my heart, "Shut up, Anita."
  • Mood: tired

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[info]jonquil wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 11:28 am (UTC)
SHUT UP AND CROSS YOUR LEGS.

God, yes, she's unedited. It's shameful.
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[info]roane wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 12:08 pm (UTC)
She can't possibly cross her legs. People will DIE if she doesn't have teh hawt sex with that guy over there, RIGHT NOW. The very fate of the world depends on who Mary Su--er, I mean, Anita--sleeps with next!
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[info]jonquil wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 12:18 pm (UTC)
I hereby nominate the ardeur as the Worst Plot Turn In An Ongoing Series.
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[info]roane wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 12:44 pm (UTC)
What, not the sudden wereleopard powers? Or what about the whole "I turn sidhe into gods just by sleeping with them" power that Merry Gentry's suddenly acquired?

I am bitter, bitter I tell you, because I loved this series once. It was a hoot. Now it only brings the snark.
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[info]jonquil wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 01:40 pm (UTC)
The question is, when are the addicts going to become bitter enough to actually stop buying this stream-of-consciousness formulaic tripe? I've been promising to stop for three books now, at the end of each book.
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[info]moongirli wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 12:58 pm (UTC)
Arrrgggahhhh!

This is a shortened textual version of the anguished scream I let fly upon readng Incubus Dreams.

One thing hasn't changed, though. I still am reading for amusement. My Canadia-stralian pal [info]deense and I have a bet going as to how many books we have before Anita beds down with a girl. You want in?

I don't want to waste my $30 on the hardcover, but I can't get my red pen out if I rent it from the library. It's a quandary, I tell you.
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[info]roane wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 01:16 pm (UTC)
This is the benefit to my job. ;) I didn't have to actually spend money on it. I dunno if I wanna take that bet, but I wouldn't be surprised if it's the next book. She's running out of positions and geometrical combinations. Although, after I finish, I AM going to sit down and figure out just how many sexual encounters and with how many people she had in a given 24 hour time frame. Because I've got about 100 pages left to go, and I think maybe a day has passed since page 1.
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[info]msagara wrote:
Nov. 30th, 2004 09:16 pm (UTC)
I feel self-consciously compelled to point out that there are things I routinely miss when I do my final read-through of my own text because I know what I meant to type, and that's what I read. I once asked another writer friend, "How do you squint your ears?" because she had, in fact, used the word ear instead of eye. Otoh, her response was "oh, what the hell, it's a three letter word that begins with e." Of course, that was shortly after her "WHAT?" She'd read it through, and had edited it, and had seen 'eye' because that's what she knew she'd written.

That, and I, ummm, tend to frequently make the grammatical choice of ending sentences with prepositions. But not in non-fiction, for other reasons.
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