June 6th, 2008

Make coffee metal


Happy birthday to jaylake and kizlj!

Happy early birthday to tamidon, ewin, gentleeleos, and scarletjezebel, who advance a year over the weekend!

We continue the cautious optimism. Still headachey and nauseous; the weather's doing me no favors. Will attempt actual exercise today.

Wind Tunnel Dreams: Hey Elizabeth
azhure said there might be a novel in "Hey Elizabeth". I said "Oh crap, not another one." I have to do Places You Haunt first. I could spend a career just writing about the dark magic of Las Vegas, were it not for Shayara. And the dying space station of "Apostate". And Haven, which you'll see more of today. And the steampunk spiritualist thing. And Agent Scott and Galen. And, yes, the jewel-queens' daughters. *headdesk*

But yes. In "Hey Elizabeth" - especially the expanded version that sponsors got and that I'd like to get published for real - I've told the story that Elizabeth needed told. Yesterday was a sweet sort of epilogue to it. And I miss my Hal, and hope he's happy somewhere, even though I know it's unlikely. Gotta have hope. Is there more story to be found? In the discarded personae of Las Vegas? Oh hells yeah. Not yet, though.

This month's Wind Tunnel Dreams will conclude Sunday (I missed a day, so I'll go a day long). $56 so far - thank you, sponsors!

Candle Ritual
Rape/sexual assault survivors' ritual is at 8 PM EST. 6 PM is the deadline to get your request in. I'll be inscribing the candles...probably all day today. Reading your stories.

It's an alchemy thing. Turning pain to peace.

Zombie Meme
You are at the mall when the zombie apocalypse begins. You can have one weapon, one song to soundtrack you, and one person (real or fictional) fighting alongside you. What are they?
* I keep seeing "sword!" and "baseball bat!" pop up on my friendslist. Dudes. You wanna be that close to the zombies? I like playing with knives as much as anyone - well,more than most - but I gotta go for a flamethrower here.
* Scraping Foetus Off the Wheel, "Anything (Viva!)".
* Is it cheating if I use one of my own characters? I don't care. Fenris would kick so much zombie ass.

Link Soup
* "A study by Salary.com shows that if women who stayed at home to care for their families were financially compensated, they'd be making almost $117,000 a year."
* purplefrog26 is conducting a research project on the experiences of people of size and massage. She also wants responses from massage therapists of any size.
* New Gmail features!
* eXtreme sand castles.

Daily Science
Researchers from the University of Rochester (U.R.) Medical Center say they cured some lab mice suffering from a nervous disorder (that causes tremors, seizures and premature death) with a single shot of human fetal stem cells.

The scientists report today in the journal Cell Stem Cell that the finding could bring them closer to finding a treatment for incurable neurological conditions, such as Pelizaeus-Merzbacher's disease and adrenoleukodystrophy, the mysterious, debilitating disorder portrayed in the 1992 film Lorenzo's Oil.

Friday Memage!
Wearing: Happy Bunny pajama bottoms and white tank top.
Reading: The Ruby Dice by Catherine Asaro and IBS: The First Year by Heather Van Vorous.
Writing: WTD.
Planning: WTD and candle stuff today. Possibly hanging out with taura_g and ariesd this weekend. No real plans.

  • Current Music
    Stairway to Bootleg Heaven
Typewriter - tell me about it

Blogathon 2008: Artifact

Artifacts sent or promised so far include the already-mentioned necklaces and scarf, and cool stuff from such luminaries as Sihaya Designs, Electric Celt, Parrish Relics, Regal Pewter, De La Nuit, and so many more!

If I e-mailed you about this yesterday, it's because I remembered that you make cool stuff. If you do and I didn't, blame my brain damage. If you make cool stuff, I want to write a story about it and auction your cool stuff and my story for the Boston Area Rape Crisis Center.

"Cool stuff" is vague, yes. That's because the artifacts can be anything found on earth. We have pottery bowls and stained glass, paintings and jewelry, handspun yarn and sculpture. Whatever you make, it would probably work.

22 artists and craftspeople are currently committed. I need 48 artifacts. Come on. Help me make this the most kickass Blogathon ever.

Items should be in my hands by July 15 - give me time to photograph them and get the auctions set up. (48 auctions is a lot of work, especially when you're prepping for a team of at least half a dozen bloggers and their support staff.) If you absolutely cannot get the item to me by then, please get me a picture to use for the auction and commit to sending the item out within three days of the auction's end (projected for July 28).


The music has been particularly important in this round of Wind Tunnel Dreams - each of these has very much had its own song. I was sad that some of these are uncommon songs, and thus you would not get to hear them. But then I remembered Muxtape. So! Yay!

You can has soundtrack!

Just cue up the appropriate song when reading. I'll continue to add songs as I write tomorrow's and Sunday's.
  • Current Music
    Tori Amos - Here, In My Head (Live)

Places You Haunt

[This was originally smack dab in the middle of the part of Places You Haunt that got workshopped. Everyone thought it should be first. I looked at it and said y'know, they're right. Here. Meet Sara. Have a beginning. Happy Friday.]

Every city has a soul. They have an undercurrent to them, a shape, a feel. Stand in New York, in San Francisco. Close your eyes. Open your mind. Reach out. Feel the energy there. Everyone sees these things differently – some people see energy, some simply feel it. Some hear it as if it were music.

I feel it.

I don’t know why I decided to go to Las Vegas. I only knew that I didn’t want to be where I was… and there’s an appeal to going to a place that’s known as such a destination. Like living in DisneyWorld, but with topless nightclubs. So I packed some bags, got on a Greyhound, and set off to have an adventure.

The energy in Vegas is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. It’s a beacon. It’s strong, it’s active, it’s incredibly magnetic…

But it’s not healthy.

Not many people realize that. Most people skate the edges of these things. If they’re sensitive to any of this, they just feel what’s on the surface – the city-soul equivalent of a toddler on a sugar high. What they’d see if they look a little beneath that…

The drug of choice in Las Vegas is crystal meth. The whole town is on amphetamines. If the runaways aren’t already on the stuff when they arrive, they will be soon enough. It’s pervasive. Try to find someone who’s not doing it.

A line of crystal meth gets you high for quite some time. Longer than cocaine. The street kids in this city are always feverishly bright-eyed. Jittery. Forced laughs and shaking hands. And they’ll do anything to keep that going, because the eventual crash is unbearable, it’s suicidal depression to the nth degree.

The city itself mirrors this condition. The city feels like it’s constantly supplementing its own energy. Hyping itself up. Because if it stops –


Like the speedfreaks it creates – the city is not healthy.

And if you feel just a little bit below its surface, that’s what you get. Just how close the city is to succumbing to its own darkness. That slick sheen of trepidation, like fever-sweat. The sour “smell” you get when you’re sick.

The city attracts the innocents, drawing them with neon light and the promise of adventure.

And it draws those who know full well the sickness that swirls beneath the surface – and know how to use it.
We've done the impossible...

So much light.

Five baking/cookie sheets and one Pyrex crowded with candles.

So much light. So much warmth.

So many times jennifer and I hugged candles as we were inscribing or lighting them, saying things like "I love $person so much".

You are all so loved. And so strong. And not alone.
  • Current Music
    S.J. Tucker - Witches' Rune