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Thursday, July 31, 2014

Dovie - All the cool kids are doing it.


Missed my usual blogging date on Wednesday because I was frantically trying to finish all my reading for voting on the Hugos before this evening. Well, I did it. I finished everything I meant to read. My voting is done. No, I'm not telling you what I voted on, so there.

My life has been a pile of insanity lately, with a house full of extra people. My aunt and uncle were visiting for the past week caused much disruption. They're wonderful people and it's nice when they visit, but they do throw off any sense of schedule we have for things like writing, or anything else we usually do around our home.

I've started some small amount of research on how I'm going to construct my Thor costume. Basically this has involved talking with a few of my costume friends. Also had a very long dissertation on the historical Viking helmets with my father. He was an anthropologist in his long lost youth. What? Use all your resources. So, now the question is, paper mache, leather, or plastic? I'm not sure any of these are appealing to me. I may skip ahead in this plan to the sewing adventure. Seems easier. When did I get to that part of my life? I used to fear sewing. Maybe I'll abandon this whole plan.


Just checked my little list of things I keep to blog about. Apparently I thought it would be really fun to talk about portmanteaus. I made a note of this on a Thursday. I'm not sure what that means.

Anyway, let me say this about portmanteaus; my sister and I make them up all the time. They are like code words or special, or not so special little phrases that we just throw at each other to make each other laugh. Or not laugh. Whatever, the are, they just really make me happy.

Officially though, a portmanteau is a noun. Defined as a word or morpheme whose form and meaning are derived from a blending of two or more distinct forms (as smog from smoke and fog.) At least that's according to Miram-Webster.com. They also mention a large suitcase. This may mean I need a vacation. Maybe that's why I like portmanteaus so much! I need a vacation that requires a large suitcase.

Why did I bring this up? MY LIST of things I should blog about. I said I should blog about portmanteaus.

The saddest thing of course is that now that I want to just bandy some around like a fool, I can't think of a single one. There are the obvious ones that everybody uses... OH! Sheeple. Labradoodle. And so on... However, my sister and I would say something silly like I need to do this and this at the same time and it would be a this combo. Such as I forgot to have lunch, but it's time for dinner. We can have some linner! Brilliant. Even better, when we're excited and we want to go to a movie and grab some dinner this is a combined event. It could be Minner, or even better a Dovie. Yeah, you know you want to go for a Dovie. All the cool kids are doing it.


(yes, I did link to Guardians of the Galaxy, go see it)

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Thor - Inspiration all over the place

Today Marvel put out the announcement that as of October there will be a new THOR replacing the one we've known for the past fifty two years. This included some amazing images to what this new Thor will look like. A bad ass woman in armor. Sure, she's got a little bit of chest molding going on but it's not overt and the outfit is most definitely not revealing nor is it particularly problematic.  It's basically a female version of male Thor clothing. 

I read this article during my lunch break.  I was so happy I wanted to cry.  I was inspired.  I realized that this was the kind of thing that meant that if people will get excited about Thor who happens to be a woman.  Then the story I've been writing really might have a place out there.  I've been putting off working on revisions and instead working on a second book and other projects. Well, I'm excited.

This evening after I'd changed my wallpaper on my phone to this image I started looking at the outfit she was wearing.  Out of nowhere I found myself thinking what material would work best to make a helm like that.  How many months is it to Convolution?  Two and a half?  The new comic wont even be out yet.  I wasn't planning a huge new costume this soon.   I must be nuts.

Speaking of Convolution, they said I'd be there and that I'm doing something.  Whatever will it be?  Mysteries!

https://twitter.com/ConvolutionSF/status/489496547332468736

Thursday, July 3, 2014

Cookie Stories


I baked a batch of cookies tonight.  They are for a Fourth of July gathering this weekend, but also to take to my day job tomorrow. These cookies are pretty labor intensive.  You don’t just toss a bunch of ingredients into a mixing bowl and then throw the dough on the sheet for ten minutes and you’re done. 
Nope, there are stages and steps. First you have to combine the sugar and butter to make it all nice and fluffy before you add the egg and vanilla.  Then you combine dry ingredients, mix those up and then stir them into your fluffy stuff. Yes, I said fluffy stuff.  Baking is serious business ok?  Stay with me.  Now you add the milk chocolate chips.  They must be milk chocolate, never ever semi-sweet. Because that would be a gross waste of a good cookie.  
Now you let this whole batch of dough sit in the fridge for several hours, or ideally overnight.  Then… wait what?  Not ready to bake yet? For the sake of all that is good and sugary please tell me we can have a cookie now? NO.  Now, we roll the cold dough into little balls.  Once you have a few hundred little balls you put them back into the fridge for an hour to re-chill. 
Now, you can start dusting each ball of dough in powdered sugar and then put it on the baking sheet.
You know what?  You still don’t know how to make those cookies do you?  However, you probably know why I don’t bake them very often.  They are a pain in the ass. Though well worth the effort.  I freely admit, everyone loves these cookies.
Why am I even mentioning this? The process of writing a story is a lot like baking these cookies.  There is the recipe, which is like when you get your idea and start outlining, or writing down notes. Then you get to your first draft, you’ve made your fluffy bit with the butter and sugar, maybe added the egg and vanilla too.   Then you start revisions, edits, critiques, that is when you’re sticking the dough in the fridge and rolling into little balls and covering it in powdered sugar.  Then finally somewhere along the line you realize it’s really done and you get to take the story out of the oven and eat it.
It could be that this is an awesome analogy, and the very best idea I’ve EVER had.  Or, alternatively I shouldn’t bake at two am.  It's what came into my head after I finished baking tonight.  I'm going to bed.