February 6th, 2009


a good mail day

Well, this has been a good mail day. I got an Amazon order *and*, utterly unexpectedly, a copy of DRAGON IN CHAINS, by Daniel Fox/moshui for review & potential quotage when it goes back to print. Having read some of Daniel’s work before, I’m pretty confident of liking this, and looking forward to reading it. Yay! (If I keep it up at this rate I’m not going to have to buy any books this year. I got Juliet McKenna’s splendid IRONS IN THE FIRE earlier this year (must send her editor a quote on that) and I’ve gotten an urban fantasy and now Daniel’s book! Excellent!)

This somewhat makes up for a perfectly wretched swim this morning. I only did 1000 meters, which is hardly worth getting wet for, in my opinion, but the pool was a hideously warm 30 degrees C, which is like swimming in bath water. Gah. I pled my case to the leisure centre people, but they said people whinge about the pool being 30 degrees, much less colder (my not-very-politic reaction to that was–although I didn’t say it out loud–was “Keep your damned kids out of the water until they can cope, then”). Usually it’s 29, which is about as warm as one can reasonably (and I use the word adviseably) swim laps at. I’d think the swim team would be grateful if they kept it below 30, too, though. I’m not the *only* distance-swimming freak in town.

ytd km swum: 13.8
miles to Dunharrow: 189.2
ytd wordcount: 39,500

(x-posted from the essential kit)
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daily life

a night in

I’ve had LA Confidential from (the Irish equivalent of) Netflix for about two months now, and so, because Ted is going off to watch the new Punisher movie, which I’m sure is too violent for me, I’m going to have A Night In. It will involve popcorn and orange juice and hopefully a kitty snuggling up with me, and possibly a viewing of Stardust after I’ve watched LA Confidential, but probably not because there’s some kind of international dance competition thing on TV at 9 that I kind of want to watch.

I spent a while practicing my tin whistle this afternoon (I need a tin whistle icon). It’s been about 6 days shy of a year since I crunched my hand and stopped practicing, which I’d been doing almost daily in January last year. I’m not nearly as good at reading the music now as I was after a month of practice last year. Also–and this isn’t new, just a comment–unless I already know what the tune sounds like, I really have no skill at all at timing or note lengths. I mean, I know what 4/4 time or 3/4 time or whatever *is*, but it’s meaningless in terms of trying to make the tunes sound like music. Conveniently, this particular book comes with a CD so I can hear the tunes played, but I have to find the CD….

In other news, the colors for Chance #4 are done, and it’s going to be a really truly gorgeous issue. Sadly, I don’t have an update on when Chance #2 is going to be out, and probably won’t get one before next week, because New York Comic Con is this weekend.

‘k. I think that’s all for the moment.

(x-posted from the essential kit)