Okay, lemme try this again...

I know better than to do this in the middle of the night - but it's been an up-and-down day. Our family fascination with broken forelimbs continues - a couple of weeks ago my brother fell and shattered both bones in his left forearm; a week ago my daughter kept an appointment with one of her manicuring clients who had broken her arm and, in the process of getting it taken care of, had a terminal case of leukemia diagnosed; and today my son's Queensland Heeler puppy managed to break both bones in her right foreleg. I'm watching my step VERY carefully, as you might imagine - the last thing on this earth I need is to break my arm, or my neck, on a trailing hose in the back yard! 

Spent the day editing stuff and spinning my wheels on my new original fiction project.  At least my muse is consenting to make believe she gives a damn nowadays - although I still need to finish that The Pretender novel that hit writer's block a year and a half ago.  I'll have to start looking at it again once a week, and maybe the muse will take pity on my readers and help me bring it to a reasonable conclusion.   But I'm burned out on The Pretender now - when I finish Deadman's Switch (the novel in progress over on my Reason site) I'm done with The Pretender.

So, anyhow, a friend who is familiar with the way things work here on LJ tells me that when I'm in edit mode (whatever the heck that is, and however the heck one gets in or out of it...) I will not see the "cut" that makes a long entry shorter. So I'm hoping that the following will post properly (and/or that someone will tell me if I screwed it up again if it doesn't.)

I promised to post some of my new Lord of the Rings fics here -and so here goes:

A Wound That Never Heals ( Read more... )

SUCCESS!!!

 Thanks to jkahane, it seems I've finally licked the LJ-cut feature.  HTML tags I can do...  Had I known it was that easy, there would have been at least one less rant here.  There's an old adage that states: "Make certain your words are soft and sweet, for you may have to go back and eat them someday."  Shoulda listened, I shoulda...

<blushes in chagrin>

Now all I have to do is actually have something decent to use the danged thing ON...  

<cracks whip in frustration over recumbant and reluctant muse>

Personal updates:

Puppy with broken leg now sadly clumping about the apartment, complete with plastic cone to top off the canine indignities.  My little Bengal kitty has discovered the entertainment value of a small plastic Slinky - watching her try to pick it up with an extended claw the way she handles pens and pencils, only to get this thing that trails off and is thoroughly uncooperative, is laugh-riot hilarious!  All kids and kid's fiancees at work, so have the house to myself (I love Tuesdays and Thursdays!!)  Back door is open for sunny-day house-airing while the breeze isn't too brisk to kick up my coughing. 

Choir practice tonite will be interesting, we sing this amazing piece in Latin on Sunday - will be interesting to see what kind of comments we get.  Honestly never thought I'd ever be in the position of choir director/music arranger, but am finding it an interesting and actually fulfilling way to put all those many years of Mrs Marquardt's training to good use.  I should probably practice the piano more, if only my knee and back would let me practice the length of time I would want to put into such an effort.  But the back begins to burn at about 45 minutes out, so 2hr practice sessions are out - not to mention that after about 1 hr my right knee is getting stiff as a board. 

Getting old sucks.  The alternative, however, is worse.

Received my copy of A Gateway to Sindarin yesterday - gonna make certain my Elvish phrases are grammatically correct.  I love the look of the written language too - almost enough to begin to work on calligraphy again.  Looks like this language is harder than most others I've studied to date - rules on lenition alone enough to put me babbling in a corner! 

Back to my rat-killing, or writing, or piano practice, or language studies, or looking for the next anthem for choir to sing, or... something...

Anything but housework...