November 30, 2011

  • Fuuuuu

    What a crappy day.

    I don’t tend to talk about work online.  We use software that monitors brand mentions and flags any negative comments.  If you go too nuts in your comments it can be considered gross misconduct.

    No matter how bad my day is, I totally want to keep my job.

    So, to cheer myself up, I thought I’d read this: http://www.27bslash6.com/f26a.html

    It just goes to show, no matter how crappy your day was, it can always be brightened, ever so slightly, by reading about the misfortunes of others.

November 28, 2011

  • Letting Go

    Sometimes you have to forgive yourself a little bit, because there’s no chance that forgiving someone else will mean a thing.

    I found a folder full of music on my old laptop, and I listened to Little Big Town today.

    They say that time wounds all heels.  I wonder if that’s true.

February 20, 2010

  • Critically Acclaimed

    Oh yeah, I still got it!

    Three things emerge from today’s attempt at DMing:

    1) I’m a good DM when David’s not in the room.
    2) I can still pull a perfect bait and switch.
    3) I missed this!

    I wonder if Kate is too grown up now to play again…

February 19, 2010

  • May All Your Hits Be Crits

    DMing tomorrow for the first time in years.

    The Standing Stones of Sundown will be the jumping off point.  Haven’t played that module for at least a decade!

    Of course, when I say tomorrow, I really mean later today.

November 29, 2009

  • I Am Puny; Hear Me Squeak

    DL (60kg): 1 1 3 3 2

    Seated Row (26kg): 15 15 15

    Flat Bench (20kg): 15 15 15

    To be fair, the reason for total deadlift failure was confidence (it has been about 2 years), and I definitely wimped out on the bench and row.  Still, the idea was to find the baseline and go from there.

    Aiming for a full 5×5 on the DL on Thursday.  I should probably squat, but I’m really lacking confidence about that now.

November 19, 2009

November 3, 2009

  • Company Girl

    I love my job.  Totally love it.

    There are good moments, and bad.  At least once a day I get pissed off for some reason.  Sometimes the politics is frustrating.  Sometimes the ‘company line’ is annoyingly inappropriate, vague, or just non-sensical.  Sometimes the coach is unnecessarily harsh.

    I still love it.  It’s awesome.  I never imagined I would have a job as cool as this.

    It’s that time of year when I start getting nostalgic.  This will last throughout the run up to Christmas and possibly persist into January, but I’ll be over it before Spring comes.

    It’s not funny.

    We were talking about ex-partners at work the other day and I realised that I am not on speaking terms with a single man I have ever had sex with.  I find that interesting.  Everyone else was still in contact with their ex-what-have-yous.  Am I weird for not being in touch with them?  For not keeping them around as ‘friends with benefits’?

    I like being alone.

    I guess occasionally being lonely is a comfortable price.

    I bet Drew would laugh if he could see me now.

October 19, 2009

  • Not So Merry Gentry

    Bored now.

    Inconsistency is bad.  The story is wandering off course.  Several characters and places appear to have changed names.  There are a lot of spelling mistakes and repetitious phrasing.

    It’s not that the writing is poor.  Sometimes it’s brilliant.  I will confess to sniffling in places.

    It’s just a shame that Hamilton can’t sustain the good stuff.

October 17, 2009

  • Show and Tell

    It has dawned on me precisely what isn’t sitting right about the Meredith Gentry novels.

    I read a couple of them a few years back and was both amused and irritated by the inordinate use of the word “spill”.  As the series progresses, however, it appears Hamilton has got the “spilling” more under control.

    I don’t really do erotic fantasy, as a whole.  I recently read the Twilight series, and have to say I prefer the rather more chaste and romantic approach to the limitless sexual adventure of the Meredith Gentry books.  Having said that, I have always maintained that sex in a film or novel is gratuitous and annoying unless it advances the plot, and I would be wrong to complain about Hamilton’s use of sex in this series on this criterion, as it is an essential part of the world she has created.  Woot, go her.

    I can complain, however, about the endless explanations of Unseelie and Seelie court etiquette; about the non-stop reminders of Sidhe prejudices; about the frequent discovery of how great Merry is at playing the political game; about how what is considered attractive among the goblins and how they think nothing of having sex in the middle of business meetings; et cetera, et al, ad nauseum…

    What happened to the golden rule, “Show, don’t tell”?

    How many times was it drummed into me that it is more effective to show a character’s anger than to just say, “He was angry”?

    How stupid do these writers believe their audience to be if they insist upon explaining everything instead of showing how the Sidhe behave towards each other, and the lesser fey; if we have to experience a running commentary of how great Merry’s doing at manipulating her aunt in this particular encounter?

    I know, it’s considered clever to be able to show the reader the narrator’s success when the narrator is unaware of it, but not if it breaks the rules of normal interaction.  People just don’t comment as much about the effect other people have upon them as Hamilton has her characters doing.

    “How do you do that, Meredith?

    “Do what, Aunt Andais?”

    “Say everything you’re supposed to in the correct tone of voice and still sound as though you’re bored to death?”

    (Paraphrasing mine, as roughly the same conversation occurs at least once per novel.)

    I do wonder if part of the problem is the first person perspective, but I like that point of view.  How do these observations translate for me into my own writing?  Should I be wary of using the first person altogether?  Is it too easy to make these mistakes?

    Is it that much of an issue when it took me so long to identify it?

    I don’t know, but I’m beginning to wonder if this is part of my dislike for the modern fantasy genre.  How long has this been annoying me?

    This isn’t a review.  I would recommend the Merry Gentry novels if you like fantasy romance with plenty of sex.  Some sex scenes take chapters and chapters to conclude.  But that’s not all that’s in there.  There is some excellent characterisation, a warm and vibrant approach to myth and legend and intelligent interpretation thereof, and some very clever writing techniques that are quite unexpected.

    Read them if you like.  I don’t care.  Just don’t complain to me that the writer is treating you like an idiot.

October 8, 2009

  • My Great Escape

    “I thought you’d escaped the internet,” Kate said.

    I suppose, really, the internet escaped me.  I seemed never to have reliable connection, or reliable housemates, and it kind of fell off my radar.

    I’m not going to pretend that aspects of it haven’t been great.  It’s amazing how much time you regain when you can’t blog, or email, or chat on Skype for hours.  But there are peculiar elements of disconnection – and I mean social disconnection – that come with it.

    In all seriousness, I can’t imagine going back to that.  My old crowd has mostly moved on, and that’s not even including the ones I totally alienated because of David.

    Still, it’s kind of nice to know that the option is there.  I can blog if I want and, lets face it, this blog is about 6 years old, now.  It seems churlish to abandon such an old friend completely.  And I can skype with the few friends I’m still in touch with.

    Wow.  I just noticed that Xanga now lets you publish entries to your Facebook profile.

    Good grief.  What will they think of next?  I’ll just deselect that option.  And again.  Whoops.

    Anyway, if anyone’s still out there; hi.  If not, at least no one will see me waving at nothing.