Category Archives: Cyberspace & Technology

Newness

I have a new printer!

We loves it, we does. It’s so quiet, for one thing, and for another it’s small enough that it fits on my desk. And it’s a document printer/photo printer/scanner, the first printer we’ve had that can handle photos, so we’ll be trying that out in the next day or so. It would be nice to actually have hard copies of all or even some of the digital photos we’ve taken of Liam in the last ten months. The only ones we have are the ones we had printed for the baby shower last July, and one or two on the fridge from my inlaws.

Apart from the suspicious ease with which the new printer unpacked and loaded and connected to the computer, today was an okay day. I filed legal documents with the Palais de Justice this afternoon with no trouble –or so it seems, which also makes me suspicious — and no, nothing bad-legal, this is friends-getting-married stuff. Then we tried to go shopping for a frame for a photo we’re sending to my grandmother for her birthday, but HRH wanted to get an 8×10 frame and enlarge the photo, whereas I’d planned to do the 5×7 thing, and this got me very tense and snappy for some reason. We ended up going home, dropping HRH and baby off, and I went out alone to finish up the shopping. After a frustrating half-hour looking for a frame in a different shop and doing some other shopping I was still annoyed, until I walked past HMV and heard someone playing the GnR Greatest Hits album. I broke into a completely disproportionate grin as I passed. Go figure.

Then Liam did art again for various birthday cards, and while we’d had the foresight to take off his shirt and pants, we ended up having to dunk him in the bath to wash all the paint off his face and arms. It was amusing.

And I still can’t get over how easily that printer installed.

For The Record

The template’s still under construction, so please bear with us. For every one thing that gets solved, there are a pile more still to be pinpointed, worked through, and a solution found.

Comment seem to be working for some people sometimes, not at all for others. No, I have no idea why it’s happening. Please keep trying, and let me know when something you try to post doesn’t appear.

The font in which the body of the entries is displayed seems to be all scrunched up for some people, not for others. I may have fixed this tonight; let me know, please! (Of course, if you’re trying to post a comment and are having issues as above, then you’ll have to e-mail me.)

I know there’s more, I just can’t think of it all at the moment. And because my computer time is limited, things aren’t going to be fixed overnight.

Moderation

You may be noticing that all comments are being held for moderation. One of the major issues I was having with MT was the amount of comment spam it was generating, and the poor methods of handling that spam the new version MT had. In WP, you have to have been approved at least once in order for your comments to be posted without moderation. So hang in there; if you’re a regular trusted commenter you’ll be on the approved list in no time once you leave a comment at some point.

WordPress, Live!

So yes, things look a bit different; I’m still tweaking. There are import issues with my old Moveable Type posts, of course (of course!), and the existing MT entries will be here by the end of the week. The thousand or so that were lost in the Great mySQL Disaster, well, I’ll code those one by one in all my copious spare time.

The sidebar’s still not complete; my pictures and links aren’t all there because WP handles the disparate parts of the template as, well, disparate parts. The old Reading, Listening, Rehearsing, and Performing lists on the sidebar have all been moved to a new blog page called “Currently Enjoying”.

In the meanwhile, things go on as usual.

About Owls’ Court

Why does Owls’ Court exist? Why do I keep a journal? Why is it online?

Owls’ Court is all about musing — inspiration, exploring what makes people do what they do, how I see life and the people around me; how I make sense of life through creativity; and some good old-fashioned working out stuff that I’m trying to get a handle on through writing. It’s also about having fun, and staying in touch – with myself, and with others.

Here’s some of my thoughts on the subject, taken from various posts over the years.

February 12, 2006:

Yes, we at the Court have now been journaling online for four years. It’s the longest I’ve ever kept any sort of steady diary-type thing. (I’m not counting my spiritual journals; those are an ongoing record of spiritual work, and they’re more like workbooks to me.)

I began it as a simple method of making myself write regularly. If there were people out there who were reading it, I reasoned, then I’d feel more apt to update. In addition, it provided me with a place to think aloud. Contrary to the reason why some people blog, I don’t journal publicly for comments or to create dialogue. I journal publicly to keep myself honest. Yes, there have been times where I’ve gone over old entries and wondered what on earth I could have been thinking at the time, but more often than not I’ve been amused at a turn of phrase, reminded of a deeply emotional moment, or been able to shore up my memory as to what was happening in my life at any given time. It’s a place to celebrate, to explore, to vent, and to create. It’s casual, not formal; it’s me, not a marketing tool. I’m fond of it.

It’s been invaluable in helping pinpoint my obstacles during the writing process, and more importantly, the process of rewriting and how I handle edits of my work. I can log accomplishments, complain through the hard bits, and at the end post triumph. I can’t deny weakness or failure if I’ve journaled it either. Acknowledging even the less desirable parts of me as seen through past entries has taught me a lot, too.

I’ve met some really fabulous people, deepened friendships with acquaintances, and learned a lot about myself. Here’s to our fourth anniversary, little owlies; may we have many, many more.

February 2005:

I blog for a variety of reasons:

It keeps me honest. As a writer, I have to remind myself that a book appearing once a year means that readers only see what I think once a year. A daily web log makes me write every day, and makes me write things that are important to me every day, and write things which other people will read every day. Even if I just comment on my mood, I make sure it’s professional to some degree. I want to keep contact with my readers, and a web journal is an extended method of doing this.

It keeps me focused on who I am. I blog about what’s important to me, what amuses me, or what’s occupying my mind. Sometimes I get conversation in return, sometimes not. I don’t blog for the comments, I blog to work my ideas out. (Not necessarily ideas for writing, but most often ideas about writing.) My journal allows me to explore issues in a structured fashion. And, also related to the previous reason, I write them in such a way that it’s “publishable” without going through without going through the process of finding a market for a 300-word piece on the subject of whatever’s on my mind that day.

I blog as a method of staying in touch with friends and family. I’ve also met dozens of wonderful new friends via my weblog and/or theirs.

I blog to keep a record of my progress through various situations. I find it extremely useful to be able to look back and see what I was working on at any given time, how I felt about it, and what sort of challenges I faced. I find it fascinating to read the online journals of other authors and artists as they work through a project, and I imagine that I have readers like this, too. Again, it has to with documenting the process of creation. (Can you tell I find the creative process fascinating?)

I find personal journals more interesting than the weblogs of companies which detail news and upcoming releases. I think the format of weblogs allows individuals the opportunity to re-examine the concept of personal expression. And while it’s true that the format of a weblog means that anyone and everyone with varying degrees of skill at self-expression can post stuff (and yes, there’s a lot of dreck and wasted space out there), it also means that people who may otherwise not have had the opportunity to express themselves in a semi-public fashion can share their ideas.

February 12, 2002 (the launch day):

Who am I? Goodness, you’re all just so thirsty for knowledge, aren’t you. Ten points to you all.

“Who” is just so subjective, don’t you think? Who I am changes daily, what with cells replacing themselves, ideas evolving, new skills acquired, old skills falling by the wayside�

So instead, I’ll toss out a semi-random spray of info; little packets that you can assemble into whatever order you like and construct your own mental version of the Author.

I love owls, and foxes. My home is decorated with blades and Pre-Raphaelite prints. I’ve played the cello since 1994, and I currently play with the Lakeshore Chamber Orchestra. I work in a bookshop. I possess a Magisteriate in English Literature. I love fountain pens, and dip pens are my newest experiment. I dislike being rushed, and being told I should or shouldn’t do something is the most direct route to making sure I will not/will do it (or at least consider not doing it). I like being outside, but bugs diminish the enjoyment. Rowan trees are nifty. So is mythology, and spirituality, and metaphysics. Rain is fun. Floods are not. Good friends are invaluable, and I have a bunch of them, some who are new, some who have been around for over a decade. Ravenclaw, not Gryffindor. Sometimes I can be in a crowded room and be quite alone. Then again, sometimes I can be in an empty room and be overcome by companionship. Star Wars, not Star Trek (but Trek’s okay too). Not enough people are taught Shakespeare properly. Jane Austen rules. The Bard is the most under-appreciated character in any AD&D campaign.

Oh, and be ye warned — books will show up a lot as a topic. We’ll focus on why some other time, or else my work of the day will lie untouched and management will gently ask why the heck they’re paying me.