Busy busy for the next week. Did take time out last night to listen to the latest Welcome to Night Vale podcast.
The thing with Welcome to Night Vale is that for the most part it’s weird and loopy and Twilight Zone Meets Mayberry until every so often it hits you with a touch of sadness or even downright horror. Not enough to put you off. Just enough so that after the episode ends, you sit quietly for a few minutes before moving on to whatever else.
Mirrored from Kristine Smith.
Mason and I recorded our sixth MangaKast podcast, and it's up for your enjoyment. http://mangakast.wordpress.com/2014/04/16/podcast-the-sixth/I kind of wish I could be slightly more articulate about why Ao no Exorcist is so awesome. I'd love to drag more people into that fandom and there are only 56 chapters to-date, so it wouldn't be hard to catch up. In other news, there is a "wintery mix" falling on the ground right now. That's right: SNOW. I can hardly believe it. It's not right. At least my strawberries are still mostly covered by mulch, so I think they'll survive this. The question is: will Minnesotans? Because I think a lot of people are ready to weep (myself included.)
It's snowing.I guess this is going to be a thing now.Heya, Jadis.
I’m not a big believer in “Man Candy Monday” and “Friday Man Wars” and the like – I understand what they’re doing on a sociological basis, as women take back their sexuality and proclaim that they can be sexual creatures before anyone can shame them for such and all that academic stuff, but it’s just not me, to post lots of pics of naked and near-naked guys.
That said, I *had* to looks at lots of pics of naked and near-naked guys to evaluate the covers for the Diamond Brides Series. In fact, designing cover art was a major challenge for the nine-book series — and I’ve written about it at the Romance at Random blog today:
I’ve also drawn on my deep, dark past as a trademark lawyer to write another blog post — about trademarks, Major League Baseball, and how the Raleigh Rockets came to be. You can read all that over at Nancy C. Weeks’ blog:
And, finally, I chatted about CATCHING HELL over at Book View Cafe (disclosing the not-so-secret truth that Zachary Ormond is my favorite of the Diamond Brides heroes… so far…) You can read why here:
So, stop by, see what I have to say, make comments of your own… You know the drill!
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Past posts about the Diamond Brides Series include:
Mirrored from Mindy Klasky, Author.
So the cover of SHATTERING THE LEY (coming July 1st) has now hit the online bookstores, which is good, since I think the cover rocks and will help people to notice the book AND also help get them to preorder their copies. (Seriously, preorders really help the author, so if you know your going to get the book regardless, please preorder.) Here's the Barnes & Noble link and here's the link to Amazon.com And just in case you missed it earlier, here's the actual cover:
danceboy stuck at work because of work. quueer stuck at school because of Green Line. If I had a hundred children, tucked into a hundred beds, fifty of them might be asleep at this time. I do not know whether the two I actually have are in the sleeping or waking half of that superposition of possibilities.
I just invented a cocktail name, and it was so good I had to invent a cocktail to go with it. It's a Manhattan variant--specifically, a variant of the Manhattanhenge, also known as a Black Manhattan, in which Amaro is substituted for vermouth. This uses bourbon in place of the traditional rye, because that boy I like prefers bourbon.I like bourbon too, as it happens.It's my reward for a stupidly productive two days.I call this, "Persephone Takes the A Train," and it's in honor of the Storium kickstarter and my Jazz Age/Harlem Renaissance jazzpunk stretch goal. 2 parts bourbon (decent bourbon, please)1 part Amaro1 part grenadine (make and use real grenadine, which is just pomegranate juice cooked with an equal weight of sugar to make a syrup. If you use that corn syrup and red dye #5 shit, Persephone is going to look you in the eye and go right back to her mama.)2 dashes orange bitters (Bitter Truth makes a lovely orange cardamom one that works well)half a clementine or mandarin orangeicePut the bourbon, Amaro, grenadine, and bitters in a lowball glass. Swirl to mix. Squeeze half a clementine into the glass and then drop the crushed fruit in so the peel oils infuse the drink. Add a little ice.Enjoy in a leisurely fashion while reading Langston Hughes and listening to Ella Fitzgerald. I'll start.
Signed, sealed, and mailed off the Amended Tax Return of the Damned this morning, so that's done. I hope. I don't mind paying taxes, to tell you the truth; I like having roads, fire fighters, cops, and so forth - and I am a grown-ass adult who understands that these things cost money. But I swear to God, there must be a better way to collect it.Like I've said before, if you want an exercise in absolute counter-intuitive insanity, try paying taxes like a self-employed creative professional for a year or two. It'll give you ulcers. And that's all I'll say about that.