http://features.blogs.fortune.cnn.com/2012/08/29/cassandra-clare-richard-rumelt/

So, I take a walk down memory lane and something awesome gets given to me. Dungeonwriter, as always, you rock.

In case you decided not to read the article, it's about Ms. Clare. Rather than regard her with bemusement and the shadow of the old rage that she used to ( Read more... )

Cassandra Clare, plagiariser extraordinaire. Rather thoroughly busted for it, over a decade ago now.

Where is she now?

Why, she's a bestseller, and she has movies about her books being made, due to release next year.

Funny how that works, huh?

You know, my Dad could have been on one of the planes that went down that day. He was let go from the business trip at the last second ( Read more... )

So, I was a nerd in high school ( Read more... )

so, it seems that my new exercise vice is to wander out into the wilderness and walk on the dirt paths that have been blazed through ( Read more... )

Someone on one of my forums posted about why he lifts weights. It's a deep and personal thing, though not so deep and personal that he couldn't avoid posting it on a public forum. /shrug

Regardless, it got me thinking about why I train. I doubt my reasons are particularly impressive to anyone, but I'll leave them for you under the cut. Someplace ( Read more... )

So. Hard to say for sure, what with the no insurance thing and only Dr. Internet taking my calls, but. I think I might have a stress fracture in my foot somewhere ( Read more... )

It's 3:30 in the morning, and I'm riding out one of my rage-storms again ( Read more... )

GAH. How do you work on a novel when you get a million ideas pulling you in all different directions?

I ask you.

Right, so. My mom's going to be giving me a call in the next few days to catch up, and she's going to have all the questions about the wedding, as moms are wont to. So, just as a little exercise, as well as a warm up for writing, I'm going to do my best to just recount the details about the trip, the wedding itself, the aftermath, and all of that.

( It was like Memory Lane was an actual place )