From an e-mail conversation:
Me: (in response to a request for an authentic source for some Celtic information) What, if anything, is verifiably authentic when it comes to the Celts? Pesky Celts, doing stuff and not writing it down.
Ceri: And having different names for everything, damn them. They’re worse than people on the internet, misspelling everything.
And if you’ve ever tried to do any sort of Celtic research (and in so doing sought to avoid Llewellyn authors such as Edain McCoy like the plague), you too know this pain…
Some of you know about my amber obsession.
Well, today I discovered the existence of Blue Amber.
I’m still processing the new world view.
Despair of ever creating great art? Never been a Da Vinci, a Donatello, a Van Gogh? Then soothe your soul with the Sistine Chapel Coloring Book.
No, I’m not kidding.
Take a look at Laurell K Hamilton’s writing room-slash-office, and know that you are not alone with your sticky notes, stuffed animals, bookcases, and empty cups:
LKH @ Home Gallery
She even has a Gate to Hot Tea.
The Post-It notes wouldn’t last long in a humid area like Montreal, though. No way, nohow. This is why many of us use gigantic bulletin boards instead. (How humid is it in St. Louis, Missouri, anyway, Dear Readers? Anyone?)