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Friday, November 20, 2015
Wrotes Quotes
All of these, m'kay? Because every once in awhile I need a kick in the arse that makes me go, "Oh, yeah! That's right...I didn't think about that." And then I dig in and write harder.
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Monday, July 13, 2015
Regency Mimsy
I'm thinking of writing some Regency stories. We shall see. Meanwhile, a lot of my research is coming up with links I can't pin on Pinterest because they're lacking in lovely pictures. So, I'm listing those links here so I have easy listy access.
Extremely Detailed Map of London 1818: Map of London in 1818 Pre-John Snow
Primer on Peers: A Primer on Regency Peerage and Precedence
Fantastic Regency World Glossary: Candice Hern Regency Glossary
Regency Slang from the Pages of Georgette Heyer: Regency Cant and Expressions
Info on Gun Powder: Saltpeter Manufacturing and Marketing and It's Relation to the Gun Powder Industry...During the Nineteenth Century
Discourse on long distance travel: Passage East
Little bit of pre-regency research: Romanticism and Mary Tighe's "Psyche": Peering at the Hem of her Blue Stockings
Tighe's Psyche poem: Psyche; or, the Legend of Love
Details about daily routine: The London Season
This one is excellent: Pride and Prejudice--notes on education, marriage, status of women, etc
Essay on cultural debates about the Grand Tour: Unnationalized Englishmen in Mary Shelley's Fiction
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Primer on Peers: A Primer on Regency Peerage and Precedence
Fantastic Regency World Glossary: Candice Hern Regency Glossary
Regency Slang from the Pages of Georgette Heyer: Regency Cant and Expressions
Info on Gun Powder: Saltpeter Manufacturing and Marketing and It's Relation to the Gun Powder Industry...During the Nineteenth Century
Little bit of pre-regency research: Romanticism and Mary Tighe's "Psyche": Peering at the Hem of her Blue Stockings
Tighe's Psyche poem: Psyche; or, the Legend of Love
Details about daily routine: The London Season
This one is excellent: Pride and Prejudice--notes on education, marriage, status of women, etc
Essay on cultural debates about the Grand Tour: Unnationalized Englishmen in Mary Shelley's Fiction
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Two Dollar Ten
Story time. Because sometimes you just can't get the voices to stop yapping their stories...
Jancey's phone buzzed. She tisked. Eyed the clock. Six minutes.
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Two Dollar Ten
Jancey slid her phone into her back pocket and stepped
forward in the café checkout line. Butter melted over the side of her thick
chunk of warm bread. She held it up so the cashier could see what she was buying.
He swept his red bangs aside with the back of his wrist and nodded, poking his
register. A green $2.10 blinked on the machine’s screen in response.
He sighed heavy as she dug one-handed in her purse for
change. Jancey chuckled under her breath. Pennies were the worst, weren’t they?
“You know,” Ginger-guy said, as if he just couldn’t stand the
silence of her searching, “you could buy a whole loaf for the price of that
slice.”
Jancey paused and arched a brow at him, then forced her glare away. She glanced at the generic café clock over his
shoulder. Seven minutes til Save the World Go Time and she needed to be at her badass best. Cosmic powers at the ready.
But she hadn’t eaten
breakfast yet, and research showed breakfast mattered most. Better long-term
performance, blah, blah.
Putting her bread down on the counter, Jancey delved into her purse with both hands. She replied to Ginger without looking up, “Mmm-hmm. I was actually just paying for the convenience of the thing,
and the fact that it’s probably a lot healthier than the other assorted sweets
you’ve got stocked back there. All of which I thought was obvious.”
Ginger muttered something.
“But you’re right.” She pulled the last of her coins out and snapped her purse shut. “Screw the
world. They can save themselves, yeah? I’m totally just going to walk a couple miles to the nearest
grocery store so I can buy an entire loaf of bread instead. Maybe I’ll eat the
one slice I wanted, and then feed the rest to the ducks in Centroa Park while
everything else burns down around us.”
Ginger frowned.
"Cause, you know, pond. Water. Burning. But hey, we've got lots of bread."
Five minutes.
Jancey emptied her cupped hand on his counter, the coins
making a muted chink-chink against the tile. She separated them into
easy-to-count groups. Her phone buzzed again.
“Thanks for your sage input—“ she squinted at Ginger’s name
tag “—Todd. Nice. Here’s two dollar ten for your advice.”
Without scooping up the bread, she spun and wiped excess
butter from her palm onto her jeans as she pulled her again-buzzing phone. “Yeah,
yeah, I’m coming.” She eyed Ginger-Todd and backed out the pinging front exit. “Can’t
guarantee any certain amount of badassery, though. I haven’t had breakfast yet.”
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Echo
Because I love 300 words or less, here's an old piece of my heart:
And this is what helps me wakey-wakey at 4 am, because that's the only time I can chunk out to write during this chunk of my life:
Echo
An echo of coal
still glows orange
and red,
softly round, inside
my soul.
Is it too much?
Not yet. When it is,
I'll let you know.
And this is what helps me wakey-wakey at 4 am, because that's the only time I can chunk out to write during this chunk of my life:
Monday, April 27, 2015
Sacrificing Identity
Thinking about this post today, especially the bit here:
“It can be exciting, but also painful or sad, to relinquish
an identity. Sometimes it’s necessary, to allow important changes to occur. The
more aware we are of a clash between the identity we have and the habits we
seek, the more we can shape our actions to reflect our true values.”
Because, see, there are these things I want to do in my life. With my life.
These things that I’ve always wanted to do. But there’s just
not enough time. So habits need to be reassessed and reorganized and redirected.
And that’s all for today. A golden child needs some
attention.
Leave me some thoughts on change and identity. What bits of
yourself have you had to sacrifice, in order to make yourself more who you want
to be?
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