Body talk

I love doing giveaways on Goodreads — there’s something delightful about watching the number tick up as more people enter. Right now the giveaway’s only actually been accessible for three days, I think, and more than 360 people have requested the book. (Last year’s ARC giveaway got up to over 1000, I think.) I’d rather…

Gathering gifts

This is probably the second least holiday-ish holiday season I’ve had — I have no courses or teaching to take a break from, end-stage dissertations do not give you downtime unless you force them to, and for various family reasons I won’t be traveling. But that doesn’t mean I’m not still enjoying choosing gifts for…

On little gestures

Repetitive things usually annoy me: repetitive motions like finger-tapping, repetitive sounds, even spoken choruses in songs when the rhythm of speech fights the beat. (That’s not repetitive, exactly, I guess, but it bothers me in the same way.) One of the things I thought was most charming about WALL-E, though, was the way the animators…

I’ll always be by your side

I tend to link nice things I find on the internet at del.icio.us rather than posting about them here, but today I’ll do both. This is a wonderful article about CocoRosie, who make fey, strange, compelling music (and seem, based on the article, to be fey, strange, compelling people).

Sweet, sweet

I tried to post these as embedded YouTube clips, but they broke my formatting, so links will have to do. As a follow-up to my post about this fall’s concerts, here’s Final Fantasy performing Mariah Carey’s “Fantasy,” and Joanna Newsom’s “Peach, Plum, Pear.” Listen for the series of hoots when the audience recognizes the Mariah…

The autumn in music

I’ve turned in my grades, which means that my semester is officially complete — a fact that has been celebrated with sushi, as all good things should be. I should be posting here more often over break, especially as I work on revising my first novel. (More about that soon.) To begin, a recap of…

Things I’ve done since Thursday

Gotten my head knocked into a doorframe by my landlord. (Accidentally! He was checking a smoke alarm, I ducked under him, it was a bad scene.) The lump is just about gone now. Sold my first story (!) — a short-short, to the wonderful people at Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet. Discovered that the dryer attached…