Thoughts

ellen_kushner had the most amazing post today that has finally given me a, somewhat, concrete idea for my avfe story. For the very first time, I do believe I'm going into February with a smile. Usually I'm all growling and depressed from the dark clouds of winter pressing in on me. It's helped that we only just got our snow, I think. Talk to me again in March.

Anyway, here is the link to her newest post which she talks about how depressing February is. She presents a video and then makes these statements about a radio program she did

When I was young and foolish, a friend of mine dumped her boyfriend. The next day, she looked awful: "I lay on the sofa and cried for hours last night." Dumb me, I said, "Well, but...can I ask you something? If you didn't want him anymore, then why did you cry?"

Kindly, she answered: "I was crying because I had to say goodbye to the hopes I had . . . ."

And that's when you need a really good Breakup song to let the tears flow, for the release, the sympathy, even the sense that you're not the only one who's ever felt this pain . . . Though the same show contains this (also True):

A guy I once knew said: "Why is it whenever something awful happens to women, you always go talk-talk-talking about it? Why can't you be like a man--and just go off somewhere and quietly throw up?!"

See, that is why it's hard to write breakups from a guy's point of view because I am not a male of the species and I haven't had that many breakups with which to deal with. The few I've had have been horrible enough, thank you very much. But girls talk about it (ad nauseum, most of the time) while guys don't. They deal with it differently. Most of the stories I've thought about writing have been from the male pov. That last quote is going to be MASSIVE, I think.

Yesterday, I got all my pretty, pretty boxes from Amazon. Even though I have SO MANY books to choose from already, I decided to read one of my new ones. Because I'd been recommended this series by the choices I've made on Amazon recently, I thought I would pass it along to all of you to enjoy just in case Amazon doesn't think you want to hear about it.

The Way of Shadows by Brent Weeks, book one of the Night Angels Trilogy. I was hooked after a few chapter and have been carrying it around with me so that I'm never without it. I miss books like that. I haven't been like that for just about any of the books I've read recently. They just sit on the table, waiting for me to come to them. I like books that I feel I must carry around with me at all times. Like I won't be able to live without them for the few days it take to read them.

I had to look the author last night and came across his website where he talks about the first book in his new Trilogy and it makes me very happy to realize that there will be more books to read by him after these three.

Last week, I wrote almost 7000 words. I didn't write anything after I got to my Mom & Dad's yesterday evening even though I was alone but I just needed the rest. I do need to soldier on, though. I have many, many words that are due. Also some graphics.

The kids are back in force so Mom & Dad's quiet house is no longer quiet. I think I like it better this way!

Thoughts

ellen_kushner had the most amazing post today that has finally given me a, somewhat, concrete idea for my avfe story. For the very first time, I do believe I'm going into February with a smile. Usually I'm all growling and depressed from the dark clouds of winter pressing in on me. It's helped that we only just got our snow, I think. Talk to me again in March.

Anyway, here is the link to her newest post which she talks about how depressing February is. She presents a video and then makes these statements about a radio program she did

When I was young and foolish, a friend of mine dumped her boyfriend. The next day, she looked awful: "I lay on the sofa and cried for hours last night." Dumb me, I said, "Well, but...can I ask you something? If you didn't want him anymore, then why did you cry?"

Kindly, she answered: "I was crying because I had to say goodbye to the hopes I had . . . ."

And that's when you need a really good Breakup song to let the tears flow, for the release, the sympathy, even the sense that you're not the only one who's ever felt this pain . . . Though the same show contains this (also True):

A guy I once knew said: "Why is it whenever something awful happens to women, you always go talk-talk-talking about it? Why can't you be like a man--and just go off somewhere and quietly throw up?!"

See, that is why it's hard to write breakups from a guy's point of view because I am not a male of the species and I haven't had that many breakups with which to deal with. The few I've had have been horrible enough, thank you very much. But girls talk about it (ad nauseum, most of the time) while guys don't. They deal with it differently. Most of the stories I've thought about writing have been from the male pov. That last quote is going to be MASSIVE, I think.

Yesterday, I got all my pretty, pretty boxes from Amazon. Even though I have SO MANY books to choose from already, I decided to read one of my new ones. Because I'd been recommended this series by the choices I've made on Amazon recently, I thought I would pass it along to all of you to enjoy just in case Amazon doesn't think you want to hear about it.

The Way of Shadows by Brent Weeks, book one of the Night Angels Trilogy. I was hooked after a few chapter and have been carrying it around with me so that I'm never without it. I miss books like that. I haven't been like that for just about any of the books I've read recently. They just sit on the table, waiting for me to come to them. I like books that I feel I must carry around with me at all times. Like I won't be able to live without them for the few days it take to read them.

I had to look the author last night and came across his website where he talks about the first book in his new Trilogy and it makes me very happy to realize that there will be more books to read by him after these three.

Last week, I wrote almost 7000 words. I didn't write anything after I got to my Mom & Dad's yesterday evening even though I was alone but I just needed the rest. I do need to soldier on, though. I have many, many words that are due. Also some graphics.

The kids are back in force so Mom & Dad's quiet house is no longer quiet. I think I like it better this way!

Scars on 45 concert

I am so thankful that my father said, "I don't know. This is Hailey. You should think about getting there early." If I hadn't followed his advice and the tugging in my gut that said that he was right, I would have ENTIRELY MISSED the Scars on 45 concert tonight.

Little venue. Not a lot of room. WRONG TIME PRINTED IN THE NEWSPAPER! They started playing at 7:49pm and NOT 9:30 like the paper said! I know the exact time because I was frantically texting R who was not able to make it because she was still putting her kids to bed.

This is a good lesson for me. (1) Don't listen to anything our little hometown paper says because HELLO, they can't even use COMMAS correctly and (2) Move to a larger city so that I can get to more larger concerts and have the possibility of having friends who don't have to put their kids to bed.

Not that I don't love being R's friend because she's amazing but I miss hanging out with people who don't have those sorts of attachments. Of course, I'm getting sort of old to want those kinds of friends. Most everyone my age is married and has kids. It's a fact of life. *sigh* Of course, those kids are getting older and older by the day.

So now that I can't hear out of my left ear (which is going to suck tomorrow!), I'm at home listening to Scars on 45 on Spotify!

( AND here's a picture! )

Fic: Give Me Something (SGA)

I knew that I had to use a Scar on 45 song for this but I didn't know who it was about so I just started writing. This is not a pairing I've ever wanted to do before but I had this urge to use Amelia without it being a pairing with Ronon. This is what I came up with.

Title: Give Me Something
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Pairing: Evan Lorne/Amelia Banks
Rating: R (for language mostly)
Word Count: 2009
Prompt: written for the Ray, the Guy Who Buys Some Twinkies challenge at stargateland - pick a song and write a story using the lyrics as inspiration.
Summary: Amelia keeps having these dreams but she's not sure if they're appropriate or not. She asks a friend for some advice and ends up getting pie.

GIVE ME SOMETHING by Scars on 45
I've seen a place
Where your fingers lock with mine.
But the view it disappeared,
As my alarm clock hit the time.

And I've made a million wishes now,
But not a single one's come true...

Please,
Give me something;
Something to hold on to.
Give me something,
That links me to you.
Give me something;
Something to hold on to,
And I'll wear your wedding ring for a lifetime.

( She was trying, really, she was. )