Photo of doll with text: No, really!  I swear!  Lots of girls have violet eyes!
In accordance with my sort-of resolution thingy, I have been reading from my TBR collection. Go me! Also, not buying any new books. Go me some more!

I read (among other things) Primary Inversion by Catherine Asaro, which I liked very much indeed, though the copy I have on my e-reader is full of copy-editing-type errors. Extra or missing words, slight misspellings, etc. Boo. But I got it via the Baen Free Library, and the "free" aspect made it less frustrating than it could have been. When I am allowing myself to buy books again, I'll see about getting my hands on the sequel(s) and hope for better editing.

Another thing I've been doing the past little while is working on a few dolls. I finished two that are clothed in comic book panels - which was really fun to do, though also really sticky - and they're up in my Etsy shop if you want to take a look. Or, y'know, buy one. Please do share links to anything there if you think a friend would get a kick out of 'em, btw. I would love to sell some dolls, not so much for the money (though money is nice) but because I enjoy making them a lot, but I enjoy it even more when someone else gets to have one that makes them smile.

Resolved

Jan. 11th, 2012 12:42 am
Text reads: Hardcore cage wrestler of literature
I didn't make any resolutions for the new year, mostly because I never remember that that is a Thing that one might wish to do, but I have one as of today! It is this: I resolve to get through at least half of my freakishly huge TBR shelf, which includes not only multiple actual physical shelves but also a ton of space on my e-reader.

I'd say get through all of it, but I want to go with a goal that is, y'know, achievable. All would be nice, though! To that end, my supporting resolution is to not buy any new books for... Um... Let's say three months?

Oh god, I suddenly have such a strong book-buying urge. Stay strong, Robyn!
Photo of me in writing gloves with text: plotting
I've seen this one going around, and haven't been able to answer anyone's yet (I'm thinking it over!), but I figured I'd repost it anyway, because the results promise to be entertaining:

"If I made Cinderella, the audience would immediately be looking for a body in the coach." -- Alfred Hitchcock

If I wrote a story today, what would the readers immediately look for?
Picture of three women wielding absurd weaponry; caption: Riadorf will fuck you up
[personal profile] karenhealey came for a quick visit this week, and we did many things. One of them was to go to the Rooster Cogburn Ostrich Ranch, which is probably worth visiting if you're ever near it. It was hella hot while we were there, and the donkeys and ostriches were all sluggish, but many of the fallow deer came right up to the fence and stuck their heads out as far as they could go to lick little pellets up off our palms, and the goats were downright aggressive in their eagerness to interact. One of them bit another to get access to a particular hole in the wall (the goat wall, omg. I can't even describe it. It's an amazing idea) and then stole my cup of pellets. I'm pretty sure it was the same white goat as in the picture on this page, and I would not get anywhere near as close to it as that woman is. The lorikeets were pretty, but also too hot to be very playful. A couple did come sit on my hand to drink, though.

Hooray for odd roadside attractions!
Picture of Jimmy with duck on his face; text: Perhaps it is you who have a duck on your face...!
Me, when Jimmy came home this afternoon: I accidentally slept almost all day.

Jimmy: Well, it could be worse.

Me: Yeah?

Jimmy: You could have been on fire that whole time.

Me: *laughs, concedes the point*

Me, suddenly remembering: Oh, can you do me a favor?

Jimmy, looking horrified: You want me to set you on fire??

Me: ...I was gonna ask you to take out the recycling, actually.
Picture of Jimmy with duck on his face; text: Perhaps it is you who have a duck on your face...!
I saw the new Pirates movie with Mom and Jimmy today. I was expecting to actively dislike it, so I was pleasantly surprised that parts of it were quite fun/interesting/entertaining, and the rest was not generally as irritating as I had feared.

Then we came home, and I took a nap, during which I had an intense, narrative dream. I don't remember what it was about, but I do remember that it was all in rhyming couplets. Jimmy woke me up before the end of the story, and I demanded "twenty more minutes," because I needed to know what was going to happen next. I should have told him what it was about at the time, in hindsight. Alas.

Then he played Mass Effect 2 for me (I just can't do the fighting. At all. I can barely wander around the Normandy without slamming into bulkheads - taking cover is never going to happen) while I gave vague commands and ate cornbread for dinner. I never finished it when it first came out - Mass Effect 2, I mean, not the cornbread - not from lack of interest, but because my skillz are so unleet, and I had too much going on at the time to work out how Jimmy and I could coordinate playing time together. So I'm glad we're doing it now, because while I got spoiled on enough plot and watched enough of his playthrough and videos online and all to know the shape of things, that's no substitute for playing all the way through with my very own Shepard.

MELTED.

May. 27th, 2011 07:51 pm
Picture of me in dobak with caption: ROBYN DESTROYER OF BRICKS
Tucson Chayon-Ryu is having a yard sale to raise money so that a couple of my students can go to Houston to test for their black belts. We started today, and did pretty well despite it being miserably hot out. I got sunburned on my forearms, which I always forget to protect (you'd think I'd learn), but I wore my hat all day and the rest of me is fine.

My calculator, however, MELTED.



Guys, it wasn't even in direct sunlight! It was in a little box under the table where we had all the books, in the shade.

I was pretty fond of that one, too. :(
Dr. Doofenschmertz wearing his nightguard; text: the pressures of an evil life (require a grind guard)
So I've been having the insomnia pretty bad, as you may have heard. Which means I haven't been wearing my grind guard for as many hours at a time, because it starts to feel uncomfortable after an hour or so when I'm awake. But I think I must be clenching my jaw a lot even though I'm not sleeping much because OMG it hurts to open my mouth.

I did actually manage to fall asleep at night time and stay asleep for several hours last night, though! Maybe I can do it again...?
Picture of Jayne licking a knife; caption: Shiny
My second column for Strange Horizons is up: "Dice and D-Pads: Fannish Enthusiasm."

Also available for your reading pleasure is the latest in the Hathor Watch-Along series for Firefly, for "Safe." Again, I'm really pleased with the discussion. I'd hoped that doing this series would be both fun and thought-provoking, and so far it really has. Hooray!
Dr. Doofenschmertz wearing his nightguard; text: the pressures of an evil life (require a grind guard)
I have an irrational fear that someday I will be scratching an itch in my bellybutton, and I'll poke through into my, y'know, innards.

I know this is very unlikely! Very, very unlikely. But it's just one of those things that continues to make me nervous.

This entry brought to you by insomnia and dry skin!
Man and woman embracing in bodice-ripper cliche pose, with a vacuum cleaner
Okay, so I just saw Thor.
Spoilers! Kinda. )

Opinions?

May. 7th, 2011 07:37 pm
Ginny Weasely with a book and quill; text reads: I'm blogging this
I think it's time for some further Adventures in Sewing. I've been wanting to try my hand at shirts of some kind for a while, because I would, y'know, like to have more shirts. Especially if they fit me and look nice.

So! I think this pattern is within my skillset and is cute and etc., but I have a concern. It is that back when I was small of chest, I found shelf bras uncomfortable and essentially useless, because I didn't need a bra at all, so I have long been in the habit of not buying anything with built-in support. And now that I am somewhat larger in that area, I have no idea if a shelf bra inside a top will actually be worth anything, support-wise, and haven't worn one in way too long to guess. Anyone in the C-D cup range want to weigh in on this?

Dooooork

Apr. 18th, 2011 11:33 pm
Picture of three women wielding absurd weaponry; caption: Riadorf will fuck you up
So, I'm reading the Stargate Atlantis Legacy novelizations, which are sort of a season six. I feel sillier about admitting that I'm reading TV series tie-ins than about my romance novel habits, which is hilaaarious. I mean, what? Am I really that kind of snob?

EVIDENTLY.

Anyway, I am enjoying them, and I think I will be looking up the authors' original setting work, too. Because the stories are engaging, the writing is solid, and omfg you guys, these are TV series tie-ins that have excerpts from Edna St. Vincent Millay's poetry in the front.

*geeks out on multiple planes*
Picture of Jayne licking a knife; caption: Shiny
Hey guys, wanna watch Firefly together? I'm doing a thing at Hathor to discuss an episode every week. Come over and chat about the pilot with me: link!

Stuff

Mar. 29th, 2011 06:54 pm
Drawing of me
Does anyone local (Tucson) need any of the following:

* a rather shabby box spring, full size
* a metal bed frame designed for said box spring (it's just a rectangle, basically. Very bare-bones)
* a small vacuum (used to use it on concrete floor and it was fabulous; not so great on carpet)
* sheets, full size
* heated mattress pad, full size

?

If you want the box spring, you need to be able to pick it up yourself. Anything else, Jimmy or I can probably drop off somewheres. I know I'll be able to find places to donate or sell these things, but I thought I'd offer 'em here first.
An animated image of a Beholder
So, I wrote a thing about gaming and fiction franchises. It is at Strange Horizons, here. Wooo!

So how many of y'all played and/or read some of the things I mention?

Oh, Right!

Mar. 5th, 2011 01:27 am
Photo of doll with text: No, really!  I swear!  Lots of girls have violet eyes!
You guys, I totally forgot to point at my donated item for [livejournal.com profile] con_or_bust. Fail, Robyn! ANYWAY, I am offering a doll: details.

There is a great deal of other rad stuff on offer there, including naming rights for a probably-not-maimed character in Karen's next novel and a signed copy of [livejournal.com profile] janni's Bones of Faerie (which is awesome, y'all. I already have my very own signed copy, or I'd be bidding). The offers are well worth browsing through - you could bid on something very cool, and help send someone to WisCon. w00t!
An animated image of a Beholder
So I was using a craft knife the other day, and then I needed both hands free, so I tucked it into the pocket of my sweatshirt. And didn't take it out again. And then washed the sweatshirt, without checking the pockets, because I am so awesome.

I found both of the plastic parts that held the blade, and the little rubberized bit that pushed it in and out. But not the blade itself, despite a lot of shaking and careful pocket-rifling. Gahhh.

I am not looking forward to the day I finally find it whilst putting on a shirt or something.
Photo from my wedding
I've been feeling ill for a couple days. Yesterday I asked Jimmy to go to the grocery store on his way home and bring me milk and some comfort food, specifically Chef Boyardee canned raviolis and handisnacks. He brought me that and:

* Dinty Moore
* Chicken noodle soup
* Tomato soup
* Bacon

I'm all, what are we going to eat bacon with? We don't have eggs or other breakfast foods, since neither of us really breakfasts.

Jimmy: ...BACON. You like bacon!

ETA:

Jimmy: It was on sale!
Photo of doll with text: No, really!  I swear!  Lots of girls have violet eyes!
Heeeey guys, what's up? I've been busy, kind of. Reading, writing, teaching martial arts, etc. Also, cutting my thumb open with my super-sharp carving knife - good going, me!

HOWEVER, before I managed to render my left hand essentially useless for about a day (I can type now, though! As long as I remember to only hit the space bar with my right thumb! Wheee!), I did some crafty stuff that I am quite pleased with. New OOAK dolls, w00t! I've put the finished ones up in my Etsy shop, so click over there for pretty pictures and silly descriptions.

I've also covered a lot of jar lids in snazzy paper so that we can have some moderately attractive storage options, but I have not photographed those. Perhaps I will remember next time I have the camera out.