On Saturday night, Russell and I watched Stage Door Canteen (1943), a World War II era propaganda piece with a very long list of stars and a number of big bands (Count Basie, Benny Goodman, Kay Kyser and others). It was fascinating to watch: part time capsule, part musical, part socio-historical study. The thing that […]
Month: November 2008
I forgot to follow up on my previous post on character naming woe (a minor woe in comparison to the ‘crap, I have writer’s block’ woe or the ‘crap, my laptop died and my novel is gone’ woe). Ciarán finally has a surname: McDonagh. So why did I get so excited about a surname anyway? […]
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Yes we can.
Many bloggers are posting music videos to sum up their sentiments upon the announcement of our President-elect. My first reaction was, psha, right, as if some pop song could sum up the multitude of things that I’m feeling right now. Oh right, I’m an instrumentalist. So here is my musical offering (with no offense to […]
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We, the People
I began writing about my voting experience and, for whatever reason, it came out as a personal narrative instead of my usual ramble. It wasn’t quite suited for posting on Puddles. I’ll post fragments here, since the whole thing is rather stream of conscious and hard to follow (and edit!). The result is quite brief, […]
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I Can Make You a Man
In other news, Playing in Puddles is written by a man! Or, at least it is according to GenderAnalyzer, a tool that uses AI to determine whether a homepage is written authored by a man or a woman. Jottings is also written by a man; however, the new and improved cursedstorm.com is authored by a […]
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Fire
I just popped over to the Herald Times Online for my usual local news perusal during lunch and saw this article (must have subscriber access), describing the animals saved (and lost) at Delilah’s Pet Shop (on the corner of 17th St and College Ave) in this morning’s fire. This was the smoke I noticed from […]
I decided not to tackle NaNoWriMo. I was secretly considering participating this year but, with most of my evenings in the month of October being eaten up by Rocky Horror Show, I didn’t have time to prepare an outline for Jackal. I’ve made the mistake before of writing without an outline. Some people may work […]
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