A busy kind of week
Dec. 2nd, 2010 09:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdIt's being busy around here, but I need to post about a few things.
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I have a story that needs a title. It's about a space pirate and a scion of one of the galaxy's Great Houses. They meet by accident, fall hard and separate because of matters of state. Boy gets married, produces heirs. Pirate keeps pirating. Boy gets informally divorced, and calls his pirate to come take him away from all this. They get back together at a masquerade orgy on Daddy's private space station. Pirate gets hit with a drug incompatible with his system, fucks his way across the station and boy ends up rescuing him.
"Escapus Interruptus" is the only suggestion so far.
Here's the cover:
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My week has gone pretty well, in general. Freight has been heavy.
I've subbed everything that needs it and am editing on the next. Creation comes next week.
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I have been given a Fantastical Creatures Tarot Deck. It is gorgeous and it answers me nicely. It didn't respond so well for thew original owner.
I have acquired two decks this year, bringing my Tarot total to 3, and a Greenman deck.
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Bun's boi...where to start?
He made a horrible impression on my family when they were down for Thanksgiving. He didn't bother to shower or shave after getting off work. He couldn't even be arsed to wash his hands. He's a MECHANIC. He showed up, badly stubbled, greasy hair and his hands pitch black. I have NEVER in my life seen my father refuse to shake hands withy another man before that night.
Then he was about 100% attitude. And the fact that Mr. Hotshot Mechanic got pulled over for having a headlight out (which Bun says has been burned out for a year)...as in, he can't be bothered to change a headlight for his MOTHER...did not sit right at all.
Then Tuesday I get a call thaty bun has spent the morning helping bail him out of jail. JAIL! Of all her father's many shortcomings, going to jail was not among them. To quote her, "He was stupid and forgot to go to court for some traffic stuff. TWICE. So the judge put out a bench warrant. And he spent the night making friends in a jail cell."
It's a case of "Hex him til he glows and curse him in the dark" I think.
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Saw Harry Potter. Obi is a dead ringer for Bill Weasley. I kid you not. He put on Hogwarts robes today, and I think we have the next "Media Recreation: winner."
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I have a story that needs a title. It's about a space pirate and a scion of one of the galaxy's Great Houses. They meet by accident, fall hard and separate because of matters of state. Boy gets married, produces heirs. Pirate keeps pirating. Boy gets informally divorced, and calls his pirate to come take him away from all this. They get back together at a masquerade orgy on Daddy's private space station. Pirate gets hit with a drug incompatible with his system, fucks his way across the station and boy ends up rescuing him.
"Escapus Interruptus" is the only suggestion so far.
Here's the cover:
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My week has gone pretty well, in general. Freight has been heavy.
I've subbed everything that needs it and am editing on the next. Creation comes next week.
~~~
I have been given a Fantastical Creatures Tarot Deck. It is gorgeous and it answers me nicely. It didn't respond so well for thew original owner.
I have acquired two decks this year, bringing my Tarot total to 3, and a Greenman deck.
~~~
Bun's boi...where to start?
He made a horrible impression on my family when they were down for Thanksgiving. He didn't bother to shower or shave after getting off work. He couldn't even be arsed to wash his hands. He's a MECHANIC. He showed up, badly stubbled, greasy hair and his hands pitch black. I have NEVER in my life seen my father refuse to shake hands withy another man before that night.
Then he was about 100% attitude. And the fact that Mr. Hotshot Mechanic got pulled over for having a headlight out (which Bun says has been burned out for a year)...as in, he can't be bothered to change a headlight for his MOTHER...did not sit right at all.
Then Tuesday I get a call thaty bun has spent the morning helping bail him out of jail. JAIL! Of all her father's many shortcomings, going to jail was not among them. To quote her, "He was stupid and forgot to go to court for some traffic stuff. TWICE. So the judge put out a bench warrant. And he spent the night making friends in a jail cell."
It's a case of "Hex him til he glows and curse him in the dark" I think.
~~~
Saw Harry Potter. Obi is a dead ringer for Bill Weasley. I kid you not. He put on Hogwarts robes today, and I think we have the next "Media Recreation: winner."
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As a semi-practicing witch, you should know as well as I that negative energy always comes back to you--same as positive energy--and often 3x's more powerful. Sounds like boy blunder here has a life screwed up well enough on its own & by himself. You need not add to his troubles, and if he should become any more pathetic, Bun might very well just feel sorry for him & wanna hang onto him & rescue him even more.
Let it be & let it go. (Okay, easy to say when it's not MY daughter, but...)
The boy can't help being who & what he is, any more than a pig can help being anything but a pig.
If it IS true love, it is not to be understood, and fighting it will not change it. If it's just Bun being rebellious, choosing a low-life for a boyfriend just because she can now that nobody can stop her or seriously interfere, and/or if she's just shooting for parental disapproval... it will resist understanding, and fighting it will not change it.
Instead of hexing the boy & cursing him in the dark, maybe cast protections on your daughter & try enchanting her with the gift of true sight (so that she can see what this boy truly is, and what this relationship will ultimately do to her & her potential).
Always (especially with family) try to help instead of hurt.
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Date: 2010-12-03 10:27 am (UTC)Until we found out he was helping her cut school.
Until the night the cops pounded on our door about an intruder...turns out he was slipping in through the window and spending the night.
Uh, yeah...