I am so cranky today. No, there is no reason for it. Or rather, there are many trivial reasons for it and no good ones. It is your responsibility to cheer me up in the comments. I DARE YOU.
I can't wait to read your book! If I had to choose between getting an advance copy of your book or Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, I would choose your book without hesitation. :)
I don't know...That doesn't sound sincere. i think maybe you're just saying that so you appear strong and manly, but sekritly, you want me to understand that you *do* need the fic.
I didn't write the book but it belongs to me. Nick bought it for me. someone becomes "a raping machine." but we think "rape" stands in for "fuck" in this scifi world. sadly.
When faced with seemingly intractable problems I often ask myself "what would a rugged-but-sensitive time-traveling Scotsman or vampire avatar of King Arthur from one of those books Celia reads do?"
Ha! Tell him thanks :-) I thought he was so tired of candy mountain! I guess he's come around. I'm sure there is no gloating going on there in your house, at all.
When he decided Candy Mountain was funny after all, he actually went and whispered it to Par, because he didn't want me to know he'd switched allegiance. By now, though, the cat's out of the bag.
Keith is sheriff. Also, picking a random selection from Eduardo Galeano's Book of Embraces always cheers me up (in an odd way), so something toward the end, in case the need is dire:
FINGERPRINTS
I was born and raised under the stars of the Southern Cross.
Wherever I go, they follow me. Under the sparkling Southern Cross, I live out the stages of my fate.
I have no god. If I had one, I would beseech him not to let me meet death, not yet. I still have a long way to go. There are moons at which I have not yet howled and suns which have not yet set me alight. I have still not swum in all the seas of the world, of which they say there are seven, nor in all the rivers of Paradise, of which they say there are four.
In Montevideo a child explains: "I never want to die, because I want to play forever."
Yeah, he is, but damn. That was harsh. (Particularly having "I smell bread" be Lamb's last words. I'm seeing concussion stuff everywhere lately, it's weird.)
Oh, good. I never know if that stuff is just depressing to everyone else. The thing I love about that book is how it's about all the bad shit AND all the marvelous things too.
It's sort of like the intended version of the unintended effect of Patsy Cline: No matter how sad I am when I listen to Patsy, I'm not as sad as Patsy. Plus, singing along is fun. (Except for anyone in earshot.)
(Funny and fun aren't the same thing in this particular scenario.)
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:04 pm (UTC)Well, okay, I don't have a kid, so I named someone else's kid after you.
It wasn't a kid I know. It was some stranger's kid.
I didn't actually tell the stranger or the kid that I'd named the kid after you.
Now there's some kid whose name is Dave and doesn't even know it.
Unless the kid is already named Dave. In that case, presumably, the kid would know his name is Dave, but he wouldn't know why.
Aw, you're welcome!
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:07 pm (UTC)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMnGEyzHXh4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQh7lZ4vGt8&NR
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:12 pm (UTC)dudesblokes prancing around and going "It's a lady's car! It's a lady's car!"(no subject)
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:33 pm (UTC)Also, make sure you read Barth's post about Isaiah from yesterday. No one can be cranky after that.
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:41 pm (UTC)Alternately, kick things. preferably things which will make noise but not injure you.
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:46 pm (UTC)I'm not going to kick anything while I'm not wearing shoes.
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:52 pm (UTC)Your fingers say no, but your heart says yes.
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Date: 2007-02-21 12:06 am (UTC)Machine porn. Check. [Adds machine porn to list of fears, right under "hospitals" and "them what love men in Speedos."]
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Date: 2007-02-21 01:36 am (UTC)Yeah, teh book was dedicated to his shrink first, then his wife...
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Date: 2007-02-20 11:25 pm (UTC)When faced with seemingly intractable problems I often ask myself "what would a rugged-but-sensitive time-traveling Scotsman or vampire avatar of King Arthur from one of those books Celia reads do?"
And then I don't do that.
It's surprisingly helpful.
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Date: 2007-02-21 12:40 am (UTC)---
hello dave
i wochd a kortoon kalld kandy montin
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(That's all he wanted to tell you. Hope it helps. Jeremiah says, "It's sad when the unicorns take Charlie's kidney! But it's also funny.")
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Date: 2007-02-21 02:04 am (UTC)things to cheer you up
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Date: 2007-02-21 03:13 am (UTC)FINGERPRINTS
I was born and raised under the stars of the Southern Cross.
Wherever I go, they follow me. Under the sparkling Southern Cross, I live out the stages of my fate.
I have no god. If I had one, I would beseech him not to let me meet death, not yet. I still have a long way to go. There are moons at which I have not yet howled and suns which have not yet set me alight. I have still not swum in all the seas of the world, of which they say there are seven, nor in all the rivers of Paradise, of which they say there are four.
In Montevideo a child explains:
"I never want to die, because I want to play forever."
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Date: 2007-02-21 03:22 am (UTC)Thanks for the excerpt; I like that a lot.
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Date: 2007-02-21 03:34 am (UTC)It's sort of like the intended version of the unintended effect of Patsy Cline: No matter how sad I am when I listen to Patsy, I'm not as sad as Patsy. Plus, singing along is fun. (Except for anyone in earshot.)
(Funny and fun aren't the same thing in this particular scenario.)
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Date: 2007-02-21 12:03 pm (UTC)if this doesn't cheer you up...
Date: 2007-02-21 04:19 pm (UTC)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6BnxJd6-wo
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Date: 2007-02-21 10:59 pm (UTC)I think I'm in IM withdrawal.
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