Philip Reeve - Larklight

*KEYBOARDSMASH*

memlu was right, Larklight is fantastic. It's like...Firefly meets Victorian England meets PIRATES and it has the niftiest illustrations ever. And it fits in my bag, so I've been reading it on my lunch breaks. Today I was very pleased to learn that I share a birthday with Captain Jack Havock (and what is it about the name Captain Jack that makes a character unfailingly awesome?). Speaking of: birthday, shit, I'm only a teenager for one more week! I should go out and do something irresponsible and reckless to make up for my total lack thereof as yet.

Larklight quote:

Among my mother's books I had once discovered a volume of stories by a gentleman named Mr Poe, who lives in Her Majesty's American colonies. There was one, The Premature Burial, which gave me nightmares for weeks after I read it, and I remember thinking that there could be no fate more horrible than to be buried alive, and wondering what kind of deranged and sickly mind could have invented such a tale. But as I lay there immobilised in a jar on the wrong side of the Moon with only a ravening caterpillar for company I realised that Mr Poe was actually quite a cheery, light-hearted sort of chap, and that his story had been touchingly optimistic.

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Mem, you wrote fic, right? WHERE IS IT?

Yuletide update

3384 words, and it's finally hit that stage of the creation process where I hate every word. I suppose it was only a matter of time.

*sighs*

I'm in a bad mood. I'm having one of those disgustingly dichotomous days where I am simultaneously in the middle of a rare hankering for a relationship and at the bottom of a dip in the sine wave that is my sex drive. Blah. Basically this means I sit around thinking that it might be nice to have someone to come home to, and also freaking out at the idea of anyone ever touching me. I'M SO HEALTHY.

All right, this next part is important, because I want everyone I know to have this song. I love this piece of music more than I can muster up words to say; it has immense emotional significance for me, due to years of donning blue choir robes and singing it at Final Chapel, but I also find it to be phenomenally beautiful. I can still sing the alto line by heart. And most of the sop line as well. I am not a religious person, but this kind of music has the power to make me feel spiritual, and I'm happy with that.

John Rutter - For The Beauty Of The Earth

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