Lilith Saintcrow

First of all, it rained last night. Thank God. But that’s not as cool as this: Johnny Depp is playing Sweeney Todd. Yes. And Tim Burton is directing, precioussssss. It’s enough to make any self-respecting girl swoon. The only way this could be better is if Angela Lansbury was still young enough to do Mrs. Lovett. (It’s…priest. Try a little priest…)

This makes me so happy I could cry.

I’m about to leave tomorrow to visit my sister in Bellingham. I’m going to enjoy the break and be back just in time to wash my clothes and pack for DragonCon, which I am also going to enjoy. My lovely assistant, Christina Radish, will be meeting Nina Merrill and me there. Christina is the lovely lady who has taken it upon herself to answer some fan questions so I can devote more time to writing. *waves vigorously* Hi, Christina! Who says I never mention you? *wink*

Several of you have written and commented to ask me about Danny’s necklace in DMR. Yes, the silver-dipped baculum are what you think they are when you google “baculum.” I got the idea mostly from the Vavamojos, (I have a pair of Vavamojo earrings) but I’d been aware that baculums have been used in magic and shamanism (especially fertility or sex magic) for quite some time. The baculum in Danny’s necklace were bought from antique and occult stores in the Tank District. Jace worked for a long time over that necklace.

*blanks out for a moment*

There I go again, talking about imaginary people. In any case, the necklace is important for future events. And it looks good on Danny. She’s just as vain as any–femina laudem vult, you know.

Talking about imaginary people again.

In any case, I’ve started stressing over the flight there and back. I don’t like flying. It’s not the actual flying I have a problem with, though any rational person should have a little bit of a problem with doing something humans were not intended to do so casually. (Icarus, anyone?) My problem exists during takeoff and landing, and at the airport itself. So many people crammed together, excited and nervous and what-have-you, makes for a very nervous Lili. Plus there’s a whole rant I could go into about how airline “security” is left in the hands of subcontracted company where people aren’t paid or treated well enough to care if something is going to go wrong. If the screeners are really what’s saving my plane from being blown up, I want them paid well. But then, I also want nurses, teachers, and daycare operators paid top dollar, since these are the people educating our future or taking care of me when I (God forbid) need the hospital. It doesn’t seem likely to happen (the majority of nurses, teachers, and daycare operators are women, and that seems to preclude them being paid for what conservatives trumpet as the most important jobs around but suddenly develop amnesia over when budget time comes…

…and let’s not even talk about the price women pay for motherhood.

In any case, I’ll have Nina with me to help me through the takeoff and landing. And she’s so good at organizing and herding (which I am dismal at) that I really have very little qualm about setting my lines to her tug and following her out to sea. If the harbar can be reached, we’ll reach it.

Of course, if there are pirates on the high seas, my own talents come into play. *grin*

All right. I might not write for a while, so I’ll leave you with two things–Dead Man Rising is already shipping from Amazon, which is exciting and nerve-wracking at once.

Here’s the second thing, from our very own green Jedi Master.

Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter.

Namaste.

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