starlady: Raven on a MacBook (Default)
NaNoWriMo: I signed up.

My username over there is starlady38. Add me if you like; I'm trying to remember people's account names to add them…

ETA: I will add everyone back deep in the night watches of Eastern time, since that seems to be when there's the least site load. 


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starlady: A typewriter.  (tool of the trade)
NaNoWriMo: I signed up.

My username over there is starlady38. Add me if you like; I'm trying to remember people's account names to add them…

ETA: I will add everyone back deep in the night watches of Eastern time, since that seems to be when there's the least site load. 

starlady: (revisionist historian)
Went with the young literary man-friend to see The Men Who Stare at Goats tonight. It is funny fluff, enlivened considerably by the fact that Ewan McGregor having played Obi-Wan Kenobi allows the movie to make some very knowing in-jokes. (Although, ten years after The Phantom Menace, Ewan still looks like crap in a desert.) Unfunny things: wholesale, unnoticed, and uncritiqued appropriation of various elements of Native American and Asian practices and belief systems, by the U.S. Army no less. I do think, though, that the movie does have a minor point embedded in the fluff, namely that the U.S. invading Iraq in 2003, and thinking that everything was going to be sunshine & daisies thereafter, were both as bullshit as the psychic soldiers concept. But that might just be me, seeing that I called bullshit on the Iraq war since at least 2002, when they started trying to soften up the public and sell it to the media.

Dad and I wimped out on the Y12K, which I think is okay since I probably would have finished in major pain and/or torn a muscle in either or both of my legs (I've been doing better at stretching before and after I run, but need to do both more), but we have made plans to do a Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving morning. Given that yesterday and today the high was 71 degrees F, I'm not worried about the weather. Also apparently my running shoes have been worn completely through the sole by my running in them. I am proud of myself, I won't deny.

Finally, in honor of NaNoWriMo, the AO3 and the fact that I've volunteered to be a tag wrangler for about a dozen anime/manga/video game fandoms, I present the return of the first lines meme: daughter of the first lines meme!

Currently I'm at 18172 words with NaNo. I'm about to reopen my document and plunk out some more words, and while I was running today I had an amazing brainwave that will make the backstory 100% more awesome, and possibly open the door to a kickass related book, but I've obviously fallen off the pace and, given grad school apps, don't think I'll get back on to finish. Still, this is more than I've done in my previous two NaNo attempts combined (confession: all of my NaNo attempts have been the same story), and I'm pleased.

ETA: Did a search in my document for "maybe" in light of this post on diction by [personal profile] jonquil and found that only my upwardly mobile lower class character, and the person who spends too much time with her, used "maybe." I wish I could claim that was entirely conscious on my part. Still, a great post. /ETA

Okay, for real this time )
starlady: Toby from the West Wing with a sign that says, "Obama is the President."  (go vote bitches)
Just got back from exercising my civic duty. It's a beautiful day for an election, way nicer than last year, when so much more was on the line and we had the feeling that we were on the right side of history, doing the right thing. That was a nice feeling. I do like voting, but that's partly because I like being in control.

GRE and a job interview (for holiday retail, but beggars, choosers, etc) tomorrow. I went running for the first time since I got that cold yesterday and was pleased with the results; we'll see if it holds up when I go again today. I honestly don't know if I'll be up for the 12K Sunday week, though, since I was sick for the weeks I should have been building from 4.5 to 5.5 miles per, and the race is 7.5. NaNoWriMo is coming along--haven't started in for today, but I have thought about where I'm going to go when I do crack open the word processor. Currently I'm at 6465, which puts me ahead of the curve, where I'm desperately hoping to stay. Seeing as I really should be writing my umpty-bajillion personal statements for grad school, we'll see how long that holds.

I read The Red Tree by Shaun Tan yesterday--it's a picture book, though the term seriously undersells the sheer giddy mastery of Tan's art, to say nothing of his storytelling--and I found it to be scarily applicable to my current situation. Tan just won a World Fantasy Award for Best Artist, and it was completely deserved. My copy of The Red Tree is a Canadian import by way of the divine Wild Rumpus Books in Minneapolis, but The Arrival and Tales from Outer Suburbia, which are even better, are widely available.

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