Black House Down

I just came back from watching White House Down for the third time.  It's not that I'm particularly attached to the movie (though, it was everything that the Die Hard movies have been lacking lately...), it's just that people around me who belong to different circles have wanted to see it, and I have no real aversion to seeing it again.

I do have one favourite scene in the movie.  It's when the president tells a little girl, who has a gun pointed at her head, that he can not give in to the terrorists to save her life, and she replies that she understands.  The expression on her face as she prepares for death is brilliant.  I'm surprised that anyone had the guts to write such a scene for a very mainstream movie.  I liked how the girl's actions were actually relevant to the movie, and not in an annoying way.  Well done, Emily Cale.

My mind always confused White House Down with Black Hawk Down, and my mouth compromises by calling the movie Black House Down which is quite horrifying for me and hilarious for those around me for obvious reasons.

Friday was my last day of work at my now previous job.  That evening, my partner organized a surprised 'writing retreat' at a hotel where we pigged out on room service and I tried to stay faithful to the idea by working on Vert Glace.  I've got the second chapter completely re-written, now I just have to feed it to Will and see how it comes out the other side.

Un-ended Tales Unraveled has nominated for everyone to read The Eyes of Magic.  To be honest, I've already read the first few chapters.  I read them after I read War and Her Quill because I was just that impressed.  The problem with reviewing for me is that I have to think of something smart to say...

Garg!  So many funnily captioned pictures.  I can't choose between them, so I'm going to repost them all.

A++ game it is then

The September contest results came out with Un-ended Tales Unravel on top.  Am I surprised?

Not at all. :D

If can't keep down food, let's see if beer is better...

Listening to the best of Blink 182 and drinking Kirin beer... It's slowly restoring my faith in life after the type of day I've had.

Emron is coming along swimming.  Or that can be the dragon-deer chimera in me talking.  I've been told that I am a very cheap date.

Oversharing is caring

Urg.  I'm swaying at my computer with not much sleep, and even less food in me.  It seems as though I had a disagreement with something that I ate last night.  No, disagreement is too polite a word.  I think whatever I ate set off C-4 explosives inside me and then cackled with glee as it took a joyride through the tubing of my body and out my various orifices.

Even now, my stomach groans like the wood of ancient temples being swallowed by the roots of the mountains.

Anything could happen from this point - and I don't  mean the Ellie Goulding song.

A change of View

Emron was marginally aware of Deleana’s attention as he was flocked with the good intentions of the young women of the party.  Keldary, as always, was particularly pushy with her affection, and her abundant and perfectly shaped cleavage more than made up for the drollness of her conversational content.  If he took her home tonight, it would not be because her opinions mattered to him.   

First time I've written from Emron's POV.  Fun, fun, fun.  

0000

Just reached 10 000 words for the Sasha story.  Now that's what I call L0 000VE words.

That was terrible.  I'm a terrible person.

But I had that pun in my head since 5000 words and with each passing thousand words, the urge to badpun only grew stronger.

Blood in the Water

Awesome.  Will got back to me.  I looked through his pinata coloured edits and fixed up as much as I could before I started to get dizzy and blind.  I will probably read through it again later on, notice a bunch of typos, cringe, and edit everything.

For now, it's been posted, but still a work in progress.