June 8th, 2005

bear by san

"C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre."

It's time to meet the muppets! It's time to dress up right!

I so love living in the DVD era. Yessssss.


mkhobson quoted John Buchan this morning: "It's a great life if you don't weaken."

Long and long, have I loved that quote. And when I googled it, out of curiosity, today, I couldn't find out where it was from (other than "John Buchan, 1919). It's just one of those quotes that's so pithy and ironic and so broadly applicable, that it's achieved an out-of-context life of its own, a kind of linguistic immortality. People quote it without even knowing what they're quoting. They're quoting Bartlett's.


I don't suppose anybody can enlighten me on the context?


Stop! tapir_time!


Progress notes for 8 June 2005:

Whiskey & Water

New Words: 1,274 (I would have got more done, but I decided doing the silly song meme was better therapy)
Total Words: 111,365 / 125,000
Pages: 500 (w007! only about 140 pages left to go!)

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
125,000 / 160,000

Reason for stopping: work, another sitting later, maybe
Mammalian Assistance: none
Stimulants: granadine black tea, not very good.
Exercise: none
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know: leechcraft,
Tyop du jour: n/a
Darling du jour: n/a
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Dorothy L. Sayers, The Unpleasantness At The Bellona Club;
Interesting research tidbits of the day: "C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre."
Other writing-related work
: n/a


The AskOxford word of the day is "futhark." That makes me happy.

Welcome to the Word of the Day from AskOxford:

[FUU-thahk] the Scandinavian runic alphabet. The word is made up of the first six letters of this alphabet: f, u, th, a, r, and k.


How about that six songs that mean a lot to me thing? Nobody tagged me that I saw, but given how spotty my lj reading has been of late, there is no guarantee that I didn't miss it.

Still, to narrow it down to just six songs. That's hard. I don't think I can. I can't even narrow it down to six favorite artists.

Which is why I resisted this meme. Because I knew once I got started, I wouldn't stop.

Just remember, quoting for review purposes isn't copyright infringement. *g*

Right this second, I'm listening to Janis Ian's "On the Other Side," which I listened to over and over and over while writing Scardown. It's a song that seemed creepily prescient in the days right after 9/11, and which I love for its eerie beauty and its stark, soaring vocals--and the way the lush, layered arrangement undercuts the plain desperate honesty of the lyics.

And the kyrie blended in at the end of it. Gorgeous. Just gorgeous.

They say that you were with me when the building fell.
They say I couldn't possibly have done it by myself.

But to say that I love "On the Other Side" best cuts out "Stars," and "Pro Girl," and "Tea and Sympathy," and "Play Like a Girl," and half a dozen other works of grace and power.

And then there's Collapse )

The whole is greater than the sum of the parts.

That was six, right?
  • Current Music
    Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Runner
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Something a little more on-topic--

I'm looking for a volunteer.

Specifically, I'm looking for somebody who can codeswitch proficiently between American English (Northeastern dialect) and West Indian English. I have a character in Whiskey & Water who has an American mother and a West Indian father, and I would very much like to recruit somebody who is willing to go over a ~650 page manuscript and make a few suggestions as to idiom and infection. I don't do the horrid spelled-out dialect thing, and he doesn't have what you'd call an accent and he doesn't speak patois--more a flavor, generally--so I'm talking word choice and so forth.

I can offer signed first editions of Hammered and Scardown in trade, or, if one is willing to wait until next year, Blood & Iron and Whiskey & Water.
  • Current Music
    Bruce Cockburn - Let the Bad Air Out
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link salad (side dish)

Terry's on about dirt:

The feel of it, close to the body when one is trembling (with fear, or anticipation, or both). The unyielding give when it bounces from a nearby explosion, and throws one into the air, like a grain of rice on a drumhead, with bruises from one's buttons. Unforgettable.

That, if you are playing along at home, is telling detail.

And Ursala's on about quesadillas and Spanish guitar players.
  • Current Music
    Jann Arden - Could I Be Your Girl