Finished the book Dreadful Skin by Cherie Priest tonight.  I simply couldn't put it down for the last 100 pages.  Technically it's wonderful - she takes the very difficult technique of changing character viewpoints (presenting I think a total of 6?), but does it so well that it's as easy to follow the changes as it is to follow changes in a ( Read more... )

Just finishing Fathom by Cherie Priest.

Bizarre, brilliant and very very weird.  Read it.  Especially Dicea and Bakestonedone.  Just... wow.

Utsi and Blueshadedlady came over for brunch.  Utsi called begging a pushback on the start, which suited me.  THEY CAME BEARING STARBUCKS ( Read more... )

In The Convent Of Little Flowers, by Indu Sundaresan broke my heart and warmed it. After I finished I had to recover a bit before posting about it. Seriously, wow. It's a collection of short stories abotu teh experiences of modern Indian people of varying circumstances. One is how the aging parents of an ungrateful child finding a heart wrenching ( Read more... )

 I had to share that, but I don't know if I can share the reason yet.  Someone gave me something incredi-cool and I don't know if I can tell.  I will if/when I can.

I can!  I'm an OMG beta reader for Rachel Caine's Lord of Misrule!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Never ever before in my life!!!  And I get to read it before it goes to print (to the editor?).  *dies ( Read more... )

Friends came to visit for a fabric shopping trip and we just had so much fun.  We ended up meeting another friend of theirs for nibbles and great conversation.  Then I came home and vegetated.  It was good.  Today is gaming.

 Work continues well.  Finally getting set up and permissions organized.  This morning saw the delivery of the Val day candygrams (I'd been glum because as a new hire who doesn't know many folks yet....) but I got 5 ( Read more... )

 Not so much at the outset.   TK couldn't be got out of bed for love or money.  No threat, no way.  Sadly, he's too big to manhandle.  But we eventually got out the door ( Read more... )

Today is a wool socks and roaring fire kind of day, all grey skies, falling temps and drizzle.    And I had planned to work from home, too.  But TK was ill yesterday afternoon, so I was at home with him and thus feel obliged to be here today.  Humph!   For reasons passing understanding I failed to notice that I was wearing flipflops and now suffer ( Read more... )

 I could have lived with out 7am jackhammers.  Really.