Can You Still Call It The Old Farmer's Almanac If It's Online?

[dr_pretentious]

Anyhow, I'm glad it's there, because now I know what time Ria has to wake up on June 20th, 2004, to beat the sunrise. I also know her ZIP code, which almost makes me feel like a stalker, except for the part about her being a figment of my imagination. I haven't felt this much like an intruder in the life of a person I was writing about since my high school project on Coleridge.

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[lindalee.livejournal.com]

Hey, this is 2008! Even old farmers use the Internet!

[onyxtwilight.livejournal.com]

You could know the contents of her underwear drawer and her tastes in computer porn if you wanted to. In fact, now you do. See how easy that was? You're a BORN stalker. >:-)

[jasminewind.livejournal.com]

Not even when working on your PhD?

Can I just say again, how very much I am looking forward to reading the work? Yay! Rugosa Coven!

[kistha.livejournal.com]

I can't wait to see this one!

[dr-pretentious.livejournal.com]

Not even when working on the Ph.D. My dead poet had chosen what archive to leave her papers to well before she died, so she had over a decade to go through everything and decide what to burn and what to offer.

I remember one day when I was visiting Yale's rare book collection, I was looking for something entirely different, and accidentally requested H.D.'s diary from her honeymoon. I felt like such an intruder. The sense of guilt over betraying the privacy of a person I regarded as a sort of friend was really intense. It was a tremendous relief when I found the first place where she'd razored out a bunch of pages. That told me that she truly did want people like me to be able to see whatever she hadn't destroyed.

Poor Coleridge. No such luck for him.

As for me, when I was in Neophyte, I made sure Dan and all my coven sisters in Braided Stream were on the same page about my papers. Just in case I do anything notable enough that it matters, Sabrina or some fellow initiate will go through my Craft-related files and journals and separate out any oathbound stuff, and Dan gets to censor whatever's left.

Ria's coming along so very slowly. Atlantis Cranks, however, is in production now. My editor and I are working out what we want to do for cover art and blurbs. It's taking a lot longer this time than it did for Closing Arguments, but I'm happy with the way it's going.

[dr-pretentious.livejournal.com]

I'm actually having a hard time figuring out what kind of computer porn would appeal to an OCD sufferer with the germ phobia part of the spectrum.

I'm not sure I want help imagining that.

The underwear drawer, however, may make it into the story now.

And that icon, by the way, is extremely charming.

[onyxtwilight.livejournal.com]

Germ phobia? Medical fetish, of course. Best way to keep everything safely sterile, with lots of scrubbing and latex and antibacterial whatsit. >:-)

(See, I'm such a good helper. Especially when you don't WANT help. :-P )

And that's me, iconizing the children of Blue Star since... oh, been a couple years now. Gareth's next, of course. It'll be a Beaumains joke, I feel quite certain. ;-)

[jasminewind.livejournal.com]

Dude, officially offended that my beautiful children do not have icons!

>:-\

[onyxtwilight.livejournal.com]

Your beautiful children, of whom you never post pictures?

[jaime-sama.livejournal.com]

Hooray for Atlantis Cranks being in production! I love the Rugosa people.

It's cool that you made friends with your dissertation subject. I felt like Charles Peirce and I had more of an affectionately antagonistic relationship. He was not the nicest guy, but I suffered along with him a lot. He was constantly trying to explain brilliantly original ideas with communication skills that were not exactly world-class. He would write something very dense, and then explain it with a different, but equally difficult passage. He is awkward to work with, but you can't help feeling for him as he struggles.