Archive for July, 2007

« Previous Entries

Sincerely, Jane

Tuesday, July 31st, 2007

Thanks to Rhonda C. for this link, which I think merits its own post:
 Could Jane Austen get a book deal today?
It’s not an entirely fair experiment, really — trying to cram literary classics with Regency sensibilities into the current commercial market isn’t going to work. A modern writer whose style and skill level were similar […]

Quit it, you.

Wednesday, July 25th, 2007

Oh noes? Oh, cram it. This headline made me laugh:

Overhyped hurricane-related scare tactics make me throw up in my mouth a little. We get the same reports every year — the people who’ve lived here in Florida forever (like me) roll their eyes, and the newbies (Florida noobs!) flail around and empty the local stores of […]

Potter, Etc.

Monday, July 23rd, 2007

Just emerged from a couple of days in Harry Potter spoiler-free seclusion. It wasn’t easy avoiding online spoilers, but as a moderate HP fan, I wanted to read at least one of the books without already knowing all the big surprises.
Why do people want to spoil books like that, anyway? It’s not like you get […]

Superfluous Fuzz

Thursday, July 19th, 2007

All right, it’s confession time.Everything I own is covered in monster fur. No, I mean it. Everything.
Colorful beasties sell well at Mint Conspiracy, so I work with a lot of synthetic fur. If it’s soft and bright and snuggable, I want to make a monster out of it. But nothing’s messier than a pile of […]

It’s All Right, Ma’am — I’m a Professional.

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007

Nothing makes you feel quite so all grow’d up and professional like your very own hang tags:

I love my tags. They’re very useful for conveying info that should be a matter of common sense, like the concept that you shouldn’t let your infant gnaw on handmade plush items with tiny plastic parts. ^_^

Ridiculously Frickin’ Cute

Friday, July 13th, 2007

It started innocently enough. Last week I took a quick browse through Kidrobot’s online shop. I love toys. I already have too many, and I don’t need more (and if you could see the mountains of crap in my possession, you’d agree), but I’m oh-so-easily tempted by the small and the adorable. If it’s little […]

« Previous Entries