Category Archives: Diary

Hmm

Here we are in mid-cleanup… and as I expected, things have gone wonky. Somehow, I have a double installation of WordPress in two different directories, and the software pulls some things from one and some things from the other. I discovered this by deleting one installation (which resulted in no blog at all, so I restored it) and then deleting the other (which has resulted in no style applied to the journal).

Not sure what to do.

This is one of the reasons why I haven’t upgraded before now. Figuring this out is a headache.

(Aha — part of the no-style issue has come from an incomplete re-transfer of files to the second installation. Right; let’s fix that. And… we’re back! Okay; now to figure out how on earth to upgrade two installations, and why I need to, and how to get it down to only one…)

PSA

I’m spending the day doing backups and such. This includes doing an upgrade of WordPress, as I’m running on version *mumbleveryoldmumble* because I’ve been wibbly about messing up another upgrade and replicating the Moveable Type Great MySQL Disaster of October 2005. Therefore, at times the blog may be inaccessible or look a little wonky.

We are currently backing up to two different places to avoid tragedy. Beaks and wingtips inside the journal at all times, please. See you on the other side.

ANNOUNCEMENT: Yeah, the upgrade broke the feeds, and no, nothing I’ve done fixes it, including upgrading again. I’m still blogging several times a day; just click the header image to be taken to the latest posts!

Plain Brown

Dear World:

You all are so funny.

Yes, I bleached my hair to even out the base. Then I put a neutral brown over it. No, I do not have white or blonde hair; I just have a nice even plain brown colour, which I hadn’t had in a while thanks to highlights and touch-ups. (Although I did have very, very red hair for one day.)

If I hadn’t mentioned it, you never would have known.

I know this probably comes as a crushing disappointment, judging from the excited comments left to my 2007 In Review post and private e-mails sent to me. I am very sad to have to pass this information along to you and ruin all your fun.

I will go and do something boring to punish myself, like sweep up the fallen pine needles in the living room.

With regret,

Autumn.

2007 In Review

Things I Did In 2007 That I Have Never Done Before:

– bleached my hair (slipped that one in under the wire, on Dec 31!)
– signed a contract for my fifth book (there is only one number five, after all)
– played a gig on a real stage in a real bar (I am such a rock star)
– worked as a writer/editor on not one but two video games
– made a counter-offer on a contract instead of just accepting what was offered
– introduced my son to his great-gran in person
– bought a fretless electric bass
– submitted unsolicited fiction to a publisher

Things I Did in 2007 That I Am Proud Of:

All of the above, plus:
– stood up for myself in two very uncomfortable and potentially self-damaging situations
– said goodbye to one bad situation (although this ostensibly happened in January, it dragged for me through till mid-November when I privately took the final step, admitting to myself that it was over. Now I need to stick to this, and it’s going to be hard because it involves other people.)
– accomplished a specific wish I made for 2007: spending more time with two specific individuals. Interestingly enough, this was accomplished through two separate writing jam commitments.
– reviewing my writing records, I’m surprised at and proud of the amount of novel and short story writing I did in 2007
– sitting second chair in the celli at orchestra
– finding even more ways to ecologically streamline our lives, and reducing our impact on the environment
– less posting, more living

Good Things About 2007:

– discovering Dorothy L. Sayers’ detective novels
– acquiring a Nintendo DS and beginning to play video games
– making it out to see the Once Upon a Time Disney exhibit at the Beaux-Arts museum
– an awesome and excellent Vernal Equinox ritual, led by t!
– fabulous spiritual retreat at the Autumn Equinox
– cooking an entire meal over an open fire outdoors
– indirectly working with t!, lunching with the gang
– meeting Fearsclave and Carolyn
– HRH’s new job
– the existence of the credit line (thank all the gods)
– resolution of financial challenges (now, to pay off that credit line!)

There’s more, of course; a lot of this year was good. But these are what surface in my memory.

Not-So-Good Things About 2007:

– Knick-Knack going to the Summerlands
– contract negotiations
– the financial challenges (and that debt we incurred on the credit line)
– the ongoing tension with the downstairs neighbour

(I am very happy that I had to actually look for bad things to list here.)

How Did I Do With My 2007 Wishes?

– Less self-inflicted head trauma for Liam.

Yes! Yay!

-To regain some sort of interest in food.

This hasn’t been wholly successful, but in general I have become more interested in food again.

– The re-initialising of enjoying being with people.

Not bad. At least I didn’t hate being around others this year, which is an improvement.

– Spending more time with certain people.

A complete success.

– For the emotional burnout to stop.

I handled this a lot better this year than I have in the past. Quite simply, I cut down on the time spent with people who drain me.

– Rediscover the joy in music in general, and classical music in particular.

Hmm… not as much of a success as I wanted it to be. I wanted to rediscover my CD collection, and I haven’t. My music-purchasing has dropped to almost nil as well. This is a wish to carry over to 2008.

– Rediscovering the joy in playing the cello.

The better I get, the more fun it is. But I’m still not at a place where I can just play for the enjoyment of it (although the Resident Fan Club may argue with me). I am still lazy and don’t practice enough (you could almost leave the latter word off and have it be true).

Look at that; no wishes about writing and/or career. Things are pretty okay there. Sure, I wish my fiction would take off the way my non-fic has, but there’s time aplenty for all that.

Submitting the unsolicited young adult novel to a publisher has certainly been a huge, huge step towards this not-a-wish.

Wishes for 2008:

– Rediscover my CD collection
– Make time for practising my spirituality in a more aware fashion
– Make a stronger commitment to practising the cello
– Let up on the second-guessing of the decisions I make, and the self-doubt I feel about my work
– Remember frequently that I am a wonderful, kind, talented person
– Focus my time so that I don’t waste as much of it
– Take up formal study of another spiritual path to complement the ones I already practise
– Take care of my body so that the chronic pain thing doesn’t negatively impact my life, as it’s beginning to once again (I’m hoping it’s the damp and the cold that’s made it increasingly bad over the past month)

If I had to assign a value to 2007, I’d say that overall it was a good year, even though there were moments where it was not good at all. And the end of the year has seen us in a better place than we began it. That’s one of the best things to work out in a year-review, and something for which I am very, very thankful.

May 2008 be even better!

What I Read This December

Kitty and the Midnight Hour by Carrie Vaughn
Nigella Express by Nigella Lawson
Lyra’s Oxford by Philip Pullman
The Sweet Far Thing by Libba Bray
Deep Magic by Diane Duane
High Magic by Diane Duane
Aria, vol. 3 by Kozue Amano
Aria, vol. 2 by Kozue Amano
The Careful Use of Compliments by Alexander McCall Smith
An Equal Music by Vikram Seth (reread)
The Secret History by Donna Tartt
The Nine Tailors by Dorothy L. Sayers
Strong Poison by Dorothy L. Sayers

Deep Magic: Finally, finally I picked this up again and read the last half in one sitting. I don’t know why I ground to a halt last spring and couldn’t get back into it; I like the setting and the magical system and the why of it all. Jumped right into the third one and polished it off in an hour. I should look in to getting the SFBC omnibus editions. (Aha — finally something to make up our order to open a new account, Blade!)

Kitty and the Midnight Hour: Yawn. I wanted to like this book much more than I actually did. Kelley Armstrong does the girl werewolf thing better. I was more interested in the radio programme bits.

The Sweet Far Thing: A solid ending to the vaguely Gothic fantasy set in the Victorian era. Libba, you are my current hero for pulling this off.

Strong Poison and The Nine Tailors: What will I do when I have read all the Lord Peter Whimsey mysteries? Woe, woe, woe! Nice to see Lord Peter and Harriet meeting, after having read stories like Gaudy Night and Busman’s Honeymoon. And while Gaudy Night may end up being my favourite Sayers novel, The Nine Tailors is perhaps the best-crafted detective novels I’ve ever encountered.

And Then, Like Magic

The phone rang as I was slicing steak for tonight’s stroganoff and it was a jolly phone tech, telling me that as the phone had rung and I’d picked it up, our phone must again be operational. He even told me to make sure the DSL light on the modem was doing what it was supposed to be doing before he rang off.

The culprit? A broken wire, which has now been replaced.

As grumpy as we were for losing the service, I am thankful to live in a place where things can be restored within twenty-four hours. HRH is probably already joyfully crusading on WoW downstairs.

The domestic drama has resolved. Life proceeds apace.

ETA: Our landlord just called, greeting me with “So, you’ve had some phone trouble!” Turns out he knew this not because our line was dead, but because our phone number went to someone else for a while — then someone different. The complexity of the comedy of errors perpetuated by the original newbie tech just keeps increasing in surreality.

Sigh

And now we have no phone!

We had a phone around four o’clock, as HRH was logging off WoW at that time. It was his attempt to log on to play again around eight o’clock that initiated our discovery that the phone was dead. We checked with the upstairs neighbours and sure enough they don’t have phone service either (Does the woman downstairs have phone service? None of us particularly care!), but for some inexplicable reason their internet access is still up and running (ours is not, and I am using theirs via wireless, for which I am ongoing-ly grateful). Bless them, they called Bell via cellphone to report the issue. People will be around to Fix Things tomorrow morning between 8 and 9. Until then, if you really need us, you’ll have to call one of our cellphones which we’re now recharging.

Good night.