Blogetary (Weblog + Commentary = Blogetary)

There’s this stuff I want to blog about but Pye, my cat, is being particularly needy, looking beseechingly at me – “Not at the computer again! You said you’d PLAY with me. I want a SNACK. CLEAN MY LITTER BOX!” All sorts of things are pouring from him in that vein – though basically it boils down to him thwapping me with his tail, and trying to nibble and nip at my toes to get me away from this box with a window.

And to be fair, my apartment is in quite a bit of disarray and it needs at least some mild amount of attention before I continue sitting at the computer researching and writing and perusing (but I know I’m in good company here as I remember Marion Zimmer Bradley writing somewhere that she only shoveled out her place occasionally – just enough to keep the health department from showing up).

And I need some mild form of attention – coffee, vitamins, breakfast, a shower.

But I’ve got this news see and it all points to the Luck and Fickleness and INEFFABILITY of everything (thank you Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett for introducing me to that word many, many years ago) and it’s all seemingly unrelated but it is related and it’s swirling around in brain and I’m not sure how it’s going to land on this cybernetic page, but here goes.

Last night was going to be a Friday night like any other. Going to go home, put something interesting on the TV to keep me occupied while doing the dishes (I hate them, I need distractions while doing them – either someone to talk to or the TV). Well, a friend twisted my rubber arm into showing up at her house for Tacky Taco night with another friend so we could have a girls’ night and watch the first five episodes of Tsubasa (Clamp manga made into anime). The one having a Tacky Taco night was in need of some fun.

All three of us are writers (Chandra, Christina, and I) and we can get a bit discouraged about life, the universe and everything when the writing doesn’t come or no one seems to like our writing, or life just Gets In The Way. And, as Chandra pointed out here, we have to remember why we do this writing gig to begin with. It is a form of expression and we enjoy expressing ourselves.

Well, in the middle of Chandra trying to work and organize the girls’ night, she got the mail. And she didn’t get just any mail, she got THIS mail accepting a short story she had written for publication in ON SPEC. Yeah, Life is Fickle that way.

Suddenly this was a celebratory dinner! So, we broke out the alcohol, but being lightweights and tired from work, it only took one small, weak drink each to make us giggly. And that’s the best way to watch anime. (I know people who use other substances to watch anime as well, but really, when you think about it, you don’t need anything to watch anime – it puts you in an alternate frame of mind by just trying to keep up with the jumps in the storyline.)

So, in the middle of the giggle-fest, Chandra’s uncles (my friends) come home from their evening out. And it was ALSO a very celebratory time, though in a slightly different way. And you can learn all about that here.

And now, after all that, it’s time to go back to my regularly scheduled Saturday of washing dishes, doing laundry, picking up after myself, taking care of myself and my cat and researching, writing, and perusing on this box with a window.