Category Archives: Art, Theatre, & Film

Briefly

Those new strings? Awesome! Except the thinner diameter really slices into my fingers. Ouch.

We had to flee the premises yesterday morning at seven-thirty because the floors upstairs were being sanded and the first coat of varnish put on. Drove HRH out to the place he’s painting (one hour and fifteen minutes), Liam and myself to the South Shore (forty-five minutes) to stay at my in-laws’ place (for three hours) before heading back to pick up HRH (one hour) and come home for the night. Even after airing the place out and burning good resin incense, I had a dreadful headache that pills couldn’t kill. Liam’s naps and location comfort zone were all messed up and we all suffered for it. Today they’re buffing and then a second coat of varnish is going on, and we’re not leaving until his first nap is finished; I don’t care how bad it smells. But when he’s awake again we’re headed back to the South Shore for the day. Depending on how everyone feels, HRH and I may leave him with his grandma for a couple of hours and go see X3. And I’ve got a pile of mail to go out, too, so we’ll have to hit a post office.

And Onward

– read and give feedback on a short story (yet another one I’ve had for too long)

And it was a pleasure doing it, too.

You know, I could listen to Invisible’s covers of Folsom Prison Blues and Holiday In Cambodia over and over and over… ah, the magic of playlists.

To The Batcave!

So many people I know will appreciate this comment made by Kino Kid about the Da Vinci Code movie:

It’s a hoot to see a film, and watch the hero say, “Quick! We need to get to a library!”

Because you know, that’s the first thing I say in pretty much any situation. Hey, let’s look that up! or, Ooh, I have a book on that!

(Somewhere out there, Blade and Scarlet are killing themselves laughing…)

The Moment Of Truth

Guess what just arrived?

Now I get to sit down with it and see it as a real book! After, of course, I slap a sticky note on the front of one and put it on my shelf next to the spellcraft book and the Wicca book, to use as a reading and reference copy:

There’s an ungrateful part of my mind that’s saying to the satisfied part, I just got rid of the other box of author’s copies on the office floor, and now I have another one that won’t fit in the cupboard. Would that all my problems were as miniscule!

A Good Thing

There are two more positive reviews up on Amazon, one for Power Spellcraft and one for Solitary Wicca. Each of them focuses on something I tried hard to do in the book reviewed, namely to be non-path-specific and to not preach love and light in Spellcraft, and to encourage the reader to modify and write their own rituals to express themselves in Wicca.

I feel all warm inside, like I did something right.

(I know, I know. But still, positive feedback from people I’ve never met, reassuring me that I got my point across: It’s a good thing.)