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Many thanks to Alexa Piper (@ProwlingPiper) for making me dust off Ye Olde LJ by issuing this challenge:

Go to the 7th page of a work in progress, go 7 lines down, post the next 7 lines, then challenge 7 other writers to do the same.

So here goes, a little more than 7 lines (so as not to cut off mid-sentence) from Border Blaster, my current novel in revision:

At [Mettie's] words, Keegan’s boys sauntered closer, nostrils flaring, biceps flexing under their tweed coats. Their menace was slightly undermined by the odd gait of the musclehead closest to Aurelia. Maybe his fancy cowboy boots were too tight.

Behind her, Aurelia heard Davis getting out of his squad car. He donned his hat as he hurried to the gate. Their new company only unsettled Mettie for a moment.

“So you got thugs and coppers in your pocket, do you? Then I’ll talk to the papers,” she vowed, pointing at the doctor. “You know it was some hot-shot reporter at the Chicago Tribune got Doc Porter’s license revoked in Iowa, Illinois, and Nebraska, don’t you?"

I was challenged via Twitter, so that's where I'll tag 7 buddies to continue the fun. But by all means, feel free to play in the comments!
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1. Completing a good jigsaw puzzle.

I just completed a 500-piece puzzle that I bought from a secondhand shop, so in addition to its difficulty, I had the pleasant frisson of tension that comes of wondering if all the pieces are really there. I'm buying these two next: Van Gogh's Cafe Terrace at Night and Boondock Saints II, All Saints Day. The cafe terrace is one place I visit in my dreams. And I was just complaining yesterday that there aren't enough "macho" jigsaw puzzles.

2. Buying my mom a new TV.

For Christmas we got my mom a Target gift certificate so she could buy a new TV. We knew it was something she needed from talking to my sister. After insisting we'd gone overboard, this past week she finally bought herself a flatscreen and DVD player. It's a long way from buying her a house, which has always been my dream, but it's a start.

3. Supernatural

When Mom reported that she'd finally redeemed her certificate, I said, "Yay! Now you can see Dean Winchester's freckles."

At which point, she shrieked, "Did you see the episode two weeks ago?! I almost called you, it was so good! But I didn't want to interrupt you."

"I love you, but I would have killed you," I said. "I would've reached through the phone and killed you."

4. Business Cat

5. The chorus of mariachi owls (typical pessimistic Mexicans) in Rango.

What's made you happy lately?

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Which has become an eleven-day meme because I was broken (maybe even ded) yesterday.

Day 10: One Confession

Last night I dreamed that I was in school and I had Tweetie's teacher. I woke up drenched in sweat and ready to hurl. I have new sympathy for my daughter. I wouldn't last a day in her shoes.

cafenowhere: coffee cup with sugar packets that read WTF (so tired)
squirrel with arms raised in Lloyd Dobler pose

Day 9: Two smileys that describe your life right now.

Too sick to bother searching for appropriate smileys. So instead I offer you appropriate icons.

which is to say, I feel bad.

but I still have my Christmas spirit. It's just a little twisted right now.

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Say anything scene ala warhol with yellow zinger background and hot pink lloyd dobler

Day 8: Three Turn-ons

1. Jason Statham
2. Vin Diesel
3. Cillian Murphy knew those already, didn't you? I can try again.

1. Classic cars
2. Sleek motorcycles
3. Rock music surprises there, either. Hmmm...

1. Competence.
2. Focus.
3. Eye-fucking.

Oh dear. It's not getting any better, is it? But I'm having fun. ;)

I showed you mine. Now you show me yours!
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Lloyd Dobler with boombox replaced by computer desktop player

Day Seven: Four Turn-offs

1. Narrow-minded bastards. If you're racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, or disapproving of alternative sexual, marital, and/or family arrangements, then you're not getting in my pants or my bed.

2. Obedience. If you think the rules apply to you, if you support the military-prison-industrial complex, if you have no qualms about religious dogmas, if you adhere to fashion guidelines as set forth by glossy magazines, then we likely have nothing in common anyway.

3. Lack of imagination. If you say "It is what it is" and you're not making a stoner or existential zen-ish statement, then we're not going anywhere. I kind of think this black hole is responsible for turn-offs 1 and 2, but that level of abstraction probably isn't helpful.

4. Passive-aggressive behavior and the neediness it betrays.

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Meow Anything.

Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
(and with a small cheat)

1. JJ
2. Tweetie
3. Mom
4. My three best girlfriends
5. Old Me

cafenowhere: Dean from Supernatural scratching his head, text reads: Never knows what's going on (confused)

The "Say Anything Else" t-shirt, design by Sinclair Moore, available here.

skull-headed suit-wearing Lloyd Dobler with bats in background

Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done.

1. Stopped taking sertraline when Tweetie was still a baby.

2. Kicked my sister.

3. Taken up with that guy.

4. "Stolen" my best friend's boyfriend.

5. Given my phone number to that other guy.

6. Used homophobic slurs as a teen.

I've pretty much come to terms with all of these, which is to say, I don't often hurt over them anymore, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't still take them back if I could. Although I'm sure I'd find other, more creative ways to screw myself and others. :-/

cafenowhere: coffee cup with sugar packets that read WTF (thinking bros)
Chewbacca wants me to Say Anything.

flat foamie chewbacca holding blue boombox overhead a la Say Anything, from etsy

Day Four, Seven Things that Cross your Mind a Lot

1. The Apocalypse

2. The Zombie Apocalypse

3. "Am I doing this right?" mostly in relation to parenting

4. "What am I doing?" mostly in relation to writing

5. Supernatural

(ex. from last night's conversation with Mom

Lisa: blah blah blah Dean blah blah freckles blah blah

Mom: Wait, what?! Dean has freckles?

Lisa: Yeah, around his eyes and nose.

Mom:...How big is your tv?)

6. Accessibility stuff

7. Ambient poetry

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It's still Say Anything. Imagine Peter Gabriel blaring from the boombox.

Day Three, 8 Ways to Win Your Heart

1. Be good with kids. There's more than one way to connect with kids. Find one.

2. Be good to animals. You don't have to be a vegetarian or an activist. You do need to be sympathetic and kind.

3. Don't be squeamish. Life is messy; deal with it.

4. Be gallant. Open doors for people, let folks who are in a hurry go ahead of you in line, help pick up dropped items, offer rides to people (in a noncreepy way)...

5. Have a passion, something you can totally happily geek out about. I may not understand the specifics, but I'll grok the enthusiasm.

6. Watch movies with me. Cuddle.

7. Do for me what I won't do for myself. I mean, I won't buy myself vegan marshmallows; they're good, but I don't *need* them. J buys them for me.

8. Make phone calls for me. It's silly, but I hate talking on the phone, and I will be SO grateful if you just order the take-out or schedule my appointment FOR me.

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Continuing the Do Something, Say Anything meme intervention of 2010.

felted version of Lloyd Dobler superimposed on screen cap from Say Anything

Day Two: Nine Things About Yourself

1. I have trouble processing information that comes in through my ears. In college, I had to transcribe lectures verbatim, usually without looking at the page, so I could stare at (memorize) the lecturer's facial expressions.

2. I am terrible terrible terrible at remembering the names of people I meet IRL, but I remember a zillion actors' and directors' names.

3. I transpose numbers, especially if I'm trying to write them down as someone says them to me. It became a problem in jr high; it's no wonder I don't like math. It takes so much effort just to get the problem straight, let alone the answer.

4. The first poem I wrote was an ode to my albino Labrador Retriever, Snowball. (Damn, I still miss that goofy dog.)

5. I'm a member of Phi Beta Kappa. Usually it means nothing to me, unless they're doing something that pisses me off.

6. I can't sing or play any musical instruments, but I have a good (excellent, even?) music memory.

7. I pick up stuff with my toes.

8. Coke, not Pepsi.

9. My favorite word is delicatessen.

Feel free to share, query, or respond!

ETA funny link
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I spent most of yesterday morning resisting the urge to go back to bed, and much of the afternoon trying not to cry over nothing. I am taking my meds, I am exercising, I am using my blue-light special, I am thinking positively and I still feel like a miserable husk.

In the spirit of "Don't Just Stand There, DO SOMETHING," I am taking up the 10 Day Meme I've been watching [ profile] asatomuraki do. Mayhaps the meme will kickstart something in my brain. Do Something, Say Anything.

Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now

1. Ohfortheloveofgod, just answer the motherfucking question!

2. Not my problem, sucks to be you.

3. It's hard, really really hard, to tell you I'm struggling, even when you're great about it.

4. It's not you, it's me, I suck, let's just forget I ever said anything.

5. Drop Photoshop. No, srsly, drop it or I'll have to gank you.

6. Baby come back!

7. You've never said a single positive thing about your wife to me, even that you love her. Don't you think that's a bit weird?

8. Don't bitch to me about your husband not helping around the house. I don't know what to say in response, and it makes me think your priorities are messed up.

9. You mumble, you know that?

10. Your rape jokes...I should be mad at you for them, but instead I just tamp it down, all my hurt, and I function at half capacity because I'm trying to keep up with the 'fun,' until I manage to forget. And then you drop another one. And then I feel sick for putting up with it, and the whole crummy cycle starts again.

Wow. I'm in a bad mood.

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I got tagged by Rachel Swirsky on Facebook. But I thought I'd post it here, too.

The Rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Fifteen authors (poets included) who've influenced you and that will always stick with you. List the first fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes.

I'm not tagging anybody, but feel free to play and link to your list in the comments.

1. Edgar Allan Poe
2. Rainer Maria Rilke
3. TS Eliot
4. Anne Rice
5. Jay Bennett
6. Maurice Sendak
7. Melanie Tem
8. Shirley Jackson
9. Octavia Butler
10. Angela Carter
11. Caitlin Kiernan
12. Basho
13. Milton
14. Raymond Chandler
15. Poppy Brite
cafenowhere: coffee cup with sugar packets that read WTF (chevy)


his shoulderblades
~ wing stubs, she calls them ~
grind against concrete
as he curses under the shadow of the car

her hands
~ the devil's workshop, he thinks ~
tickle his legs
as she chalk-outlines his lower half


wearing: BPAL Roadhouse: (acc to the site) Truck stop sleaze. Weedy dandelion and hops with a whiff of tobacco and hemp and a swirl of booziness. (acc to me) Dandelions and "Have you been drinking?"

also wearing: blue linen shirt; brown cargo capris; braids

reading: halfway through Fledgling. I'd forgotten how much of an Octavia Butler novel is about getting one's house (literally) in order and managing one's menage.

writing: draft YAY of novel is done; of course, I printed a copy for J and instantly remembered 13 things I meant to change before printing; looking at a lot of art and listening to a lot of music for the next novel

Family Film Night: Over the Hedge (a re-view) w/ Tweetie, then maybe finish the Transformers: Revenge movie I was sort of watching with J

Weekend: editing for the dayjob; buying socks for Tweetie; teh excitement, it never ends!

And you?
cafenowhere: teacup brimming with mysterious violet liquid (psychedelic tea)


last year's apples
hold on to school
fresh fruit


wearing: Hellfire by BPAL, from their website: A scent celebrating Sir Francis Dashwood’s Order of the Knights of St. Francis of Wycombe, also known as the Hellfire Club. A swirl of pipe tobacco, hot leather, ambergris, dark musk and the lingering incense smoke from their Black Mass.
also wearing: pink sheer shirt; blue jeans; no socks, no shoes, no sweat!
reading: I'm maybe a quarter though Fledgling by Octavia Butler.
writing: the novel, which is going impossibly well--I'll have a new draft by the end of month, and then I can start begging full-book crits from friends.
crafting: feeling that crazy spring urge to sew; it's Tweetie's fault--she's so small I think, "How long could it take to make her a twirly skirt?"
Family Film Night: the original Disney Peter Pan, then after Tweetie goes to bed, District 9.

No weekend plans as yet. How about you guys?

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The 2009 Nebula Awards Final Ballot is out, and it includes my friend [ profile] rachel_swirsky 's novelette "A Memory of Wind." I got to read an early version of Rachel's take on the Iphigenia tragedy when Rachel lived in Iowa. Rachel's dedication to this story, her confidence in her art, are as impressive to me as the story itself.

[ profile] toddalcott  is critiquing the Bambi screenplay. Seeing the first installment tickled me, because Bambi makes a few appearances in my novel-in-progress. And thus far Alcott's analysis validates the subconscious fuckery my brain was up to.

I made my hotel reservations for WisCon!

Friday Memeage

Wearing: Green cardigan, "Representing the Street" T-shirt, jeans, athletic socks that have never witnessed an act of athleticism.
Reading: Finished Drood. A good chunk into Troll: A Love Story. Need to finish a friend's chapter for crit this weekend.
Writing: Maybe a poetry sub, but I'm not holding my breath; I've got editing to do for LSQ.
Crafting: Ha!
Weekend: Family Film Night will be at Tweetie's skool, which is showing James and the Giant Peach. Saturday is all about the kiddo: gymnastics class and then a bday party--for which I've not yet bought a gift (crap!). Sunday my free-form crit groups meets and then I are ded.

And what are YOUR plans for the weekend, hrmmm???
cafenowhere: coffee cup with sugar packets that read WTF (abby)

I may possibly perhaps adopt [ profile] shadesong's tradition of Friday memeage. This morning I'm babysitting my printer as it churns out polisci articles anyway, so I've a few minutes to dabble. Join me?

Wearing: Green cardigan, gray long-sleeved t-shirt, jeans, chalk outline Vans, teal arm warmers; Roadhouse by BPAL, which mostly smells like dandelions now.

Reading: manuscripts for Dragons of the Corn; Mrs Frisby and the Rats of NIMH; James and The Giant Peach; Drood

subbing a cinquain to Poetry in Public today, need to draft more poetry for my poem-a-day posts

Valentines! Tweetie may have chosen the commercial route, but I make MY Valentines by hand, dammit!

Family Film Night:
more Dinosaur Planet, then, after Tweetie's gone to bed, Los Sin Nombre

Saturday: Dragons of the Corn meeting in Grinnell; Sunday: core collapse, or maybe meeting my buddy Erica

cafenowhere: coffee cup with sugar packets that read WTF (book)
[personal profile] rachel_swirsky did this meme, and I love seeing what people come up with.

"Rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Fifteen books you've read that will always stick with you. First fifteen you can recall in no more than 15 minutes.

I'm assuming this is supposed to indicate fiction."

Here's my list of 15:

Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand
The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand
Off Season, Jack Ketchum
Lizzie Borden, Elizabeth Engstrom
Dhalgren, Samuel Delaney
The Little Prince, Saint-Exuperay
The Iliad, Homer
The End of Alice, AM Homes
American Psycho, Bret E. Ellis
The Tell-tale Heart, collection, Poe
Interview w/ a Vampire, Anne Rice
The Girl Next Door, Jack Ketchum
The Monk, William Hallahan
Deathbird Stories, collection, Harlan Ellison
Wrinkle in Time, Madeline L'Engle
The DarkAngel, Meredith Ann Pierce

I realized as I was making this list that it's not my favorite 15 books, at all. I wish, for example, I could scrub American Psycho from my mind forever. Most of these books I remember because I read them and thought, "You can do that?"

What about you? I want to see more lists!

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Yeah, I don't do memes.  You can tell because I forgot to tag anyone after I finished my eight-day sentence assignment.

If the following folks are up for it, I'd love to hear what makes them happy every day for eight days:

[ profile] bearleyport , [ profile] southernweirdo , [ profile] wyrdwriter , [ profile] evillemming , [ profile] diatryma , [ profile] ruralwriter , [ profile] dawtheminstrel , and [ profile] ankh_hpl 

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Cuddling on the couch with hubby, watching the second half of The Incredible Hulk, made me happy.

So did seeing Tweetie eat more at dinnertime than she's eaten in the past three days.  I hope she's getting better.


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