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Mar. 23rd, 2011 07:00 pmThankfully no one wanted to show apartments tonight, so we're doing it tomorrow night between 5-7pm. Good thing, since it is sleeting or rather pouring, a cold icy rain that hits you in the bones. Dreary is a good word.
Meanwhile over on Facebook my cousin is insisting her house is haunted. Coincidentally, her parents claimed the same thing about their town-house in the 1970s/1980s. The skeptic in me is pondering the coincidence. While the mystic...thinks why not. She heard a little girl hum a tune, while her kids were asleep, and her husband has heard a male voice speaking. These aren't the only family members - my sisinlaw has also sensed or seen ghosts. Me? I've sensed, never seen, which means I remain skeptical.
Anyhow, more apartment hunting. One came down 40% in price - we're seeing that on Sunday. Three tomorrow night, three on Sunday. Am bloody tired of looking at flats or apts. And all the stress associated with it. But...it is a positive thing and should not whine.
After writing that lengthy synopsis of Kim Harrison's novels - there really is no reason I can't write a synopsis of my own novel. So what is stopping me, you ask? Fear I suspect. I'm scared to share the dang thing with the world. Creative fiction, be it fanfic or otherwise, scares me more to share than non-fictional work. In part, because non-fictional work is less emotional - less soulful. And in part because - I write it for a living, I guess.
Am still resisting the urge to get HBO, the True Blood promos and Game of Thrones promos are tempting, very tempting. Me and my insane addiction to weird tv shows.
As an aside - my real name is more popular than my online one. What I mean is my real name is the equivalent of Jane or John or Jones in that millions of people online have versions of it and use it. Was on the Rachel Morgan board and there's at least five people using my first name, one using my first name and last initial. On Facebook - there are 400 people with my first and last and middle name. It gives me a level of anonymity on the net that I greatly appreciate. While shadowkat67 is actually rarer and in some respects more descriptive of my personality. Truth? We don't pick our names, so the one's we pick randomly because our real names are too frigging popular to use - can be more fitting. I tried using my initials and real name variations but too many other people beat me to it.
[ETA: We appear to having a snow thunderstorm - there was a crack of lightening recently and it is snowing, tornadoes to the west and northwest, although nothing in the area. And barometric pressure headaches. Watching my favorite show The Good Wife.]
Meanwhile over on Facebook my cousin is insisting her house is haunted. Coincidentally, her parents claimed the same thing about their town-house in the 1970s/1980s. The skeptic in me is pondering the coincidence. While the mystic...thinks why not. She heard a little girl hum a tune, while her kids were asleep, and her husband has heard a male voice speaking. These aren't the only family members - my sisinlaw has also sensed or seen ghosts. Me? I've sensed, never seen, which means I remain skeptical.
Anyhow, more apartment hunting. One came down 40% in price - we're seeing that on Sunday. Three tomorrow night, three on Sunday. Am bloody tired of looking at flats or apts. And all the stress associated with it. But...it is a positive thing and should not whine.
After writing that lengthy synopsis of Kim Harrison's novels - there really is no reason I can't write a synopsis of my own novel. So what is stopping me, you ask? Fear I suspect. I'm scared to share the dang thing with the world. Creative fiction, be it fanfic or otherwise, scares me more to share than non-fictional work. In part, because non-fictional work is less emotional - less soulful. And in part because - I write it for a living, I guess.
Am still resisting the urge to get HBO, the True Blood promos and Game of Thrones promos are tempting, very tempting. Me and my insane addiction to weird tv shows.
As an aside - my real name is more popular than my online one. What I mean is my real name is the equivalent of Jane or John or Jones in that millions of people online have versions of it and use it. Was on the Rachel Morgan board and there's at least five people using my first name, one using my first name and last initial. On Facebook - there are 400 people with my first and last and middle name. It gives me a level of anonymity on the net that I greatly appreciate. While shadowkat67 is actually rarer and in some respects more descriptive of my personality. Truth? We don't pick our names, so the one's we pick randomly because our real names are too frigging popular to use - can be more fitting. I tried using my initials and real name variations but too many other people beat me to it.
[ETA: We appear to having a snow thunderstorm - there was a crack of lightening recently and it is snowing, tornadoes to the west and northwest, although nothing in the area. And barometric pressure headaches. Watching my favorite show The Good Wife.]