A day of some small exertion

I love days off where I work harder than on work days. 8P

I spent most of the morning re-doing the edits I'd done the night before. Fortunately, this was mostly cutting and pasting, not actual composing. Then I did the editor's edits. Four misspellings and a dozen extraneous (by EC standards) commas. Not too shabby for a first round.

Made it most of the way through the Steampunk Robin Hood. Still short of a title for that one.

Most of the afternoon was spent doing shameless self promotion. Glad Hands comes out tomorrow.

And this little gem popped up.
( hard kink, male sub )

And there was some running around as well. Now, I'm off to work.

Am dead of silly

There are zombies under this cut.
There is also Jesus. Clearly a fake Jesus since he's wearing hiking boots.

Click this cut only if you're going to take it as humor and not get cranky. I was inordinately amused.

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BPAL:Ulalume

Ulalume:(Bewitching Brews) Starry white lilies lend an eerie brightness to the deep black wooded scents of cypress and oak, layered with a touch of crushed dried leaves and the faintest aquatic note.
Vial: pale yellow, lily and leaves
Wet: earth and lilies
Drydown: Lilies and dirt a little bit of oak
Dry: These aren't the wet, fleshy lilies of Black Lily. They're lilies in a long neglected garden, one well-overgrown and unkempt. The ground is layered in leaves that have rotted to rich compost and that never quite dry out. It doew clean up a bit after about 15 minutes and I get trees and a lake...the dark tarn of Auber where our ghoulish narrator stowed the corpse of his lost Ulalume.
2 hours: Dry lilies, dying in the sunlight near a crumbling wall.

Summary: I LOVE THIS SCENT. If BLACK LILY is the sexy side, suitable for Beltain, this is for Samhain


( full text of Ulalume by Poe )