Notebooks

Jul. 28th, 2016 01:47 pm
ellenscult: (funky)
I have a thing about notebooks. Whenever I see them in the shops I have to have a look over them. I don't know why - maybe I'm expecting to find one mythical, magical notebook that'll fill with writing and drawings without me having to do any work at all. The thing is, notebooks aren't just the sum of their contents (or lack thereof) - notebooks are amazing combinations of potential, emotion, place, history, community.

These are my current notebooks (I have a drawerful upstairs): Notebook Photos )
So there you go. Notebooks. A hope, a promise, a memento, a legacy. (My father-in-law has diaries going back nearly 70 years - his own stack of little notebooks.) They connect me with family and friends, with the inside of my own head, with the past, and they hold promises for the future. They also remind me that even though I cut the grass (yesterday), I still need to hoover the stairs.
ellenscult: (Default)
It's legen- wait for it... )

wait for it... DARY!

Oh, now I remember what I meant to say! Duh! I'm on tumblr, under the username ellenscult. As usual. Another day, another sandbox, but this time with more animated gifs!
ellenscult: (comesee)
in the wrong house, in the wrong ascendancy... )

The state of my inbox: under sixty-five e-mails!

Today's reading:
ellenscult: (boats)
Good Morning, World! )

Anyway, happy extra bank holiday day to those of you here in the UK, and don't work too hard, everyone else!

Reading List )

E(again)TA: And now it's raining. Bah, humbug!
ellenscult: (Queen of France)

Happy Jesus Year, [livejournal.com profile] ravenlas! Happy Birthday, Kate! Belated happies to [livejournal.com profile] thirstypixel!



Running at 38rpm; the weekend; a fanvid. )
ellenscult: (fist of doom)
Today's things off the list:

Bought a draught excluder to put on the back of the door over the letterbox.
Called Sue.
Started going through the wardrobe and the boxes in the spare room.
Written another 500 words on that short story.
Knitted several more rows of the shawl for my mum.

Oh, does anyone want to come and see Patrick Stewart and Sir Ian McKellan in Waiting for Godot in Newcastle next April?

Would anyone like a bread machine? Or a box of candles? Or a 1950s black and white dress with a shawl collar? Or a long (good-quality) leatherette trench coat? (Both size 12) Or a pair of jeans with rhinestone bits on the sides of the legs (from my twin, not my thing, honest)? Or a size 16 silk summer dress with a boned bodice (unworn, from Debenhams)? Or a book on Feng Shui?

Please say yes...
ellenscult: (Casey)
Today I started work on Squirrels In Space again. I intend to finish it by the end of the month. Edited. Done. It should be do-able. I have hope. I wrote a synopsis and analysed character threads. And I wrote another 500 words of Shed World. Not actually Shed World, but the shared world project that the writing group is doing. And I proofread a pile of things for Hub.

I need to do some work for work, yanno...

Also, I went to Asda, put on washing, put out washing, brought in washing, hung up washing, made lamb casserole. Well, stew, since there was too much to put in my casserole dish in the oven, and I have a bigger pan. And stir fry, so there was something to eat tonight.

I call today a win, mostly.

I have a bit of a rash on my ring finger. Allegedly, boiling my rings in a 2/1 vinegar/hydrogen peroxide solution for 15 minutes will kill anything on them. And so I wait for the rash to clear up so that I can wear my beautiful rings again.

This month is my writing month. At points I am going to become extremely anti-social, and possibly even rude and grumpy. So this is my apology before-hand: it's nothing personal. But I have to work, now, and it is going to eat my head, and then (as one of my friends said about extreme babysitting) I will lose all my social. Sorry. I still love you all.

Oh, and I can tell it's back-to-school today. Films this evening? Slither, Gattaca, White Noise 1. A programme on Wahabism. Very end-of-the-world...

Edit: Weight: 153.5 lbs. Exercise: 4 miles on the bike, 5 km on the cross-trainer. Alcohol: 0. I put a mini bottle of red wine in with the lamb, but we haven't eaten that yet. And all the alcohol will long have boiled off anyway.
ellenscult: (fearless)
Woohoo! My story The Whole Chicken is in this week's issue of Hub Magazine (issue 62). Warning: the story is both explicit and rather gross. Really. It's horror. So if that doesn't float your boat, don't read it. But I also have a book review in the issue, too, which is pretty harmless.

*runs around squeeing in circles like a headless chicken*

(Also, today I bought beautiful silk cloth at a fraction of the price from a very nice man who gets manufacturing seconds. Hurrah!
ellenscult: (Queen of France)
I made that outfit! Go me! *cough* Ahem!

Random things again:

1. Happy Yorkshire Day to all of us in God's Own County. I know [livejournal.com profile] ravenlas says that title rightly belongs to NI, but we know better, eh? *nudge* *wink*

Today, I miss the hills of my home. There's nothing which compares to watching vast shafts of sunlight drift slowly across the tops of the moors from between towering cathedrals of clouds. Treeless, punctuated by narrow valleys where houses huddle together, even at their greenest they are still more shades of brown than there are words to describe. Standing up there, one truly is on top of the world. And the only sounds are the pummelling of the wind and the occasional birdcall. This is my home. This beautiful, bleak place where, in order to see the 'bigger picture', all you have to do is head up, up, up, until you burst onto the tops and the confines of the valleys are gone, blown away. This barren place, where life teems in the hidden spaces and rewards patient searching. This cold, harsh place, where the dark dry stone walls lie like zebra stripes and radiate heat under the summer sun.

The Vale of York is a kinder, gentler place - easier by far to live in - but it lacks the ability to stun the watcher into awe-inspired silence with its terrible beauty.

Still. It could be worse. It could be raining (as it frequently does). It could be on fire (it does that, too).

2. The [livejournal.com profile] shiny_hats Summer Ficathon is over. I wrote 5 stories: you can find them over on that community, or you can find them from the links on my [livejournal.com profile] the_proofreader account, or you can read them on Fanfiction.net. Or not. Your choice. :)

3. New userpic! Rar!

4. I have the new Richard Morgan to read and review. Woohoo! *is smug* So far? It's getting a good review. A very good review!

5. I have started tidying the house. When it's done, I will get down to writing. At which point I will be grumpy, uncommunicative, largely off LJ (or it eats my head and my time), and I will be off in my own little world. It's like being on drugs, only cheaper.

6. New moodtheme! Courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] misery_chick.

7. The remortgage (afaik) completed yesterday. Hurrah!

8. Have a great weekend, y'all. I'll be at a wedding rehearsal this evening, and a wedding tomorrow, so play nice while I'm gone. And if you can't play nice, at least be good enough to post the pictures...
ellenscult: (pirate)
So yesterday was my annual barbeque. [livejournal.com profile] nearly_everyone attended, and people seemed to have a great time, which makes me very happy. People didn't seem to mind me running around in circles, being unable to finish sentences, and foisting huge quantities of food onto them. People also brought their small people, who raced around and generally had a fab time and didn't fall into the pond and drown. Which is definitely a bonus.

Thank you *so* much to you all for coming! It was an awesome day, spent in the company of lots of people who I know and love. You're amazing!

I have: a fox, a red sticklebrick, a yellow pencil crayon, and a black cherokee jumper. I know who the sticklebrick belongs to - any takers for the others?

ETA:Jumper claimed! And fox claimed!

And thank you guys for the awesome selection of wool, vouchers for wool, vast quantities of truly excellent chocolate, and lush bath stuff. Truly the perfect presents! *is so happy*

You are awesome. And to the few of you who couldn't make it, you have a standing invitation to come and visit, as you should know by now. So get in touch, come visit, and we'll barbeque anyway. *grin*

In other news: today I did lots of washing, a little tidying up, and some writing. It's been my first vegging 'day off' in a long time, it feels like! And tomorrow the very last part of Correspondence Course goes up over at [livejournal.com profile] the_proofreader. So if you were waiting to read it all? Head on over in the morning and it'll be waiting for you. *grin*
ellenscult: (rock)
This morning I travelled into work by train, as usual, on a nice, modern train. And I listened to Fort Minor playing on my iPod, through my bluetooth headphones. While doing 16th century blackwork embroidery on a 15th century linen shift. And since getting into work I've posted up part 16 of my 25th century Firefly fanfic (over on [livejournal.com profile] the_proofreader).

Sometimes, my life strikes me as improbable.

Also: I am tired. I have left my phone at home, because I no can haz cheezburgler brain. In more dire forgetfulness, my chilli chocolate is also at home, not here with me. I am distressed.

For those of you on my f-list who wish to keep track of their story submissions, here's a good, free online tracker. Also: a Waterstones story competition. Prize: a place on an Arvon Foundation writing course. *wants*

So no, I'm not getting much work done today. In fact, I'd be getting more done if I were simply at home watching tv. Ho hum, never mind.
ellenscult: (glima)
Several random things...

1. Lincoln was lovely. It was rather special to be able to camp in the grounds of the castle, and I really enjoyed bimbling around in my medieval outfit, making stuff and chatting and relaxing.

2. Must make a List for packing, and also acquire a TARDIS or a larger car. Packing is Not FunTM.

3. Nice to see folks at the Theatre Royal sale. I bought all their remaining fox furs and a couple of pieces of silk. And a blouse.

4. When running round like a loony, doing mad frantic last-minute sewing and having just written a clean, postable 32,000 word fanfic novella in 2 weeks, and being in the middle of hoiking stuff out to pack into a Fiesta to go away for my first ever reenactment event, that's the time my oomph will vanish out from under me, and I will fall into the Slough of Despond AND the Pit of Despair. I love writing, but the come-down's a bitch. Also, [livejournal.com profile] alasdair1076 is wonderful and I'm extremely glad he's my best friend.

5. [livejournal.com profile] ravenlas is a truly amazing man, and is very, very hot in a doublet and hose. *fans self* Truly I am a very lucky woman! No, I have no photos. This time. Next time, though... *grin* And he is wonderful with Aspergic kids.

6. Got a lot of work to get through this week. Posting this (and Correspondence Course over on [livejournal.com profile] the_proofreader) is not getting it done. So. I may be slow to reply to comments, emails etc.

7. RIP Audrey Chapman, a very brave and fierce woman. She had a hard life, and I hope now she has some peace. I'll miss her.

8. There is no number 8. Oh well. Tumty-tumty-something... nope. Gone. *shrug*

So I shall go too. Tea break's over. Back on my head.
ellenscult: (Default)
I can has phone! Yay! So you can reach me on my original number, again. If you want to, that is.

Must remember to stick to tea at Writing Group... Still, word counts are looking more like this, now:

Devil Patches - 2000 (complete); Tie Me To The Mast - 4300 as of this morning; Correspondence Course (FF fanfic, don't ask, will be posted on my other LJ some time soon) 1600; Cypria's Goose - a couple of hundred words more than whatever it was before.

Still to touch with a bargepole - Squirrels, Thunder Moon, Shed World, though not in that order.

Writing on the train is back, back, back, yeah baby yeah! And as a consequence, I am a lot happier. It's odd - I don't even notice that I'm not as happy, when I'm not writing. It's only when I am writing on a daily basis that my mood changes to bouncy. Even with a wee smidge of a hangover! Maybe I'll remember this, next time I stop writing...

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