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- Current Location:United States, Washington, Seattle
- Current Mood: calm
So what have I been doing? Trying to forge more community and friendships in real life. Toward that end I've been active in volunteering, taking a gigong/taichi class and helped start up a new knitting group locally. What I'm finding is that I really enjoy hanging out with the 60+ crowd. They aren't internet addicts! It's so nice to see someone face to face and talk to them without them having to stop every few minutes to check their phone.
Still, my virtual door is still open to anyone who's reading this who wants to keep in touch. Sometimes email is easier, so let me know if you want to correspond that way. Cheers!
I've really been laid flat by this holiday season. But the good news is that the gifts are all bought and wrapped, the cards are mostly sent, I have one package to mail and then I can tune to the Christmas cookie channel. Then that is it! This year's cookies will all be gluten-free. :)
Hope you are all doing well.
Angel Sanctuary by Kaori Yuki is possible the most epic manga tale I’ve read so far, with a story setting that spans multiple levels of heaven and hell as well as earth, and a complex interweaving of dozens of important characters whose pasts and motivations are pretty thoroughly explored. You might read on the back of the volumes that it’s about a brother and sister who fall in love with each other, and that does form the basis of the tale, but when they both die and are separated and must go literally through heaven and hell to find each other again, a lot of other stuff happens along the way.
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- Current Music:Orisha's Laments
I promised you anecdotes and here they are.
A few months ago I bought some new socks and put them through the wash. Only one sock made it out of the dryer; the other was missing. So I put the one sock up in my bowl of Socks Waiting For Their Mates. So then yesterday I put on this pair of sweatpants, and when I pushed my leg through, there was my missing sock! It must have been stuck to the inside of a pants leg for months.
Then this morning I was looking out the back window into the yard, where we have some slices of moldy bread on the grass for the birds. This grey cat shows up and sniffs at the bread. Then the cat picked it up and started tossing it around and playing with it! I tried to take a video but dropped my phone in the process.
Speaking of phones, I'm expecting an iPhone 5 to come my way on Friday.
- Current Mood: tired
I had an amazing Pandora Hearts dream last night. Since it was a dream, it only made a modicum of sense, but still, I enjoyed it immensely, especially since Xerxes Break appeared in it wearing a black dress and makeup.
In the dream, Oz had touched a clock three years ago, and since then, everyone had been stuck looking like they had not aged since then. Break had trapped Echo in a shell, which also appeared to be a smart phone. Everyone thought he'd done it for nefarious purposes, but in fact, he was planning to use her to save the day. Once he released Echo from her trap, he encouraged her to dress in disguise and go to the town center and use some special conjuring powers she had to create a grandfather clock. Somehow, having a new clock in the town square would erase the time trouble that had ensued three years prior.
Anyhow, any dream that features Echo saving the world has got to be a good one. :)
It's been a while! I have to apologize if I haven't been responsive to your posts. See for months I was watching an extremely busy LJ comm that was filling up 95% of the bandwidth on my Friends page. Often I was so overwhelmed by it that I just didn't even go to LJ. So now that I've stopped watching that comm, I can visit my Friends page again, at least in theory.
Today I had to login to FFnet to moderate some comments (I didn't even know people could put comments on fics, or that I could moderate them, is this new?) and found a message someone sent me from last October! Gah, it reminded me that I have not written fiction in quite a while, since Heir to Rainsworth. I tell you, ever since a certain Pandora Hearts character died last year, the manga has become so darn serious, somehow, that I can't seem to rev up my usual level of crackery. That and I have been doing way too much volunteer work IRL to have much time for writing of any kind.
Although I recently was given a gift from the heavens…a few hours to myself to do absolutely nothing. And in that space of time a revelation came to me that should enable me to finally move forward on my second original fic novel. I had thought it finished, but was not getting the glowing satisfaction from reviewers that I wanted. Now I know everyone says "write for yourself" but I have higher ambitions than that. This thing is going to sparkle and sing when I get done with it. People will read it and seek a higher level of life satisfaction because of it! Ok, maybe not, but hey, I like to make up stuff, that's why I'm a fiction writer.
I recently read all twenty volumes of Angel Sanctuary and it was pretty great, but I don't feel like writing about it much. I'm currently rereading 07-Ghost and it is even better than I remembered. . I'm also reading a lot of Buddhist thought, John O'Donohue books, and listening to Joseph Campbell talks. All very good for this twisted, sad soul of mine.
- Current Music:the sound of the keyboard
I'm listening to the new Sigur Rós album...good background music, よ。
And...I'm trying not to freak out over the fact that someone is coming to steam clean our carpet tomorrow. I was in my kid's room an hour ago pulling stickers and tape off the carpet, tossing away band aid wrappers, dead insects and bits of trash. This house is a disaster; 90% of it is not my doing, yet somehow I get the majority of the blame for the fact that my home doesn't look like something you'd see in a magazine. As a housewife, should I spend most of my life scrubbing every crevice and corner? Forget it. I should just a job and then pay someone else to clean this dump. Rant over.
In three hours it is Merlot o'clock. :D Until then, time for some green tea and chocolate.
P.S. I wonder why LJ doesn't connect to Last.fm anymore?
- Current Mood: WTF is all this sh*t?
I realized that Oz refers to Echo as "Eko" (エコ) (or Eko-chan) whereas Vincent calls her "Echo" (エコー)
Then in the back of the volume they have translator's notes, it says under "boku": "In the original edition, Noise refers to herself with personal pronouns that are more suited to a young boy or man. It is possible that this personality identifies as male." Wait a second now. Is this just Yen Press trying to excuse why they referred to Zwei/Noise as a man in earlier volumes? Or is there something genderbending going on here? Cause I do adore the idea of Vincent being something more than just a womanizer, if you know what I mean.
Well that's such a material answer, I feel compelled to give a more spiritual one, too. I really need to get rid of my negative thinking. And slowly, I seem to be succeeding in doing that.
What I've learned in recent weeks is that path to misery is lined with egotism. The more I think about myself and what other people are doing to me -- or not doing for me -- the more unhappy I become. The solution, I suspect, is in service to others, while expecting nothing in return. Expectations exist to be shattered, so if I reduce or eliminate expectation then I can just live in the moment and enjoy what comes or doesn't come. I'm trying to be optimistic that this will work for me, but what would life be if it wasn't a struggle?
Many a day I come walking up to an intersection where I have to wait to cross. I look on one side of the street and think, "Maybe I'll go to that coffee shop." Then I look on the other side of the street, and think, "No, maybe I'll go to that coffee shop." I can't decide, so I let the Walk light decide for me; whichever light allows me to walk first will beckon me to one coffee shop or the other.
This is how I would like to structure the rest of my life. Making decisions based on the paths that open up to me first. It's a little like the thrill of infinite possibility, but it is everyday and forever. I can be much calmer and content living this way.