Lilith Saintcrow

First of all, a new chapter of Selene is up! We are getting into the last two weeks of the serial, and this is the point in the book where things start pulling together and really kickin’ ass.

Today, I am going to feel like a superhero. For no particular reason other than there’s Talk Like A Pirate Day and I Survived A Dysfunctional Family Day (thank you, Making Light). Today, after a hard morning workout, I’m feeling like I’m doing pretty good. So today, I’m setting out to be a superhero. Which will mean a lot of hands on hips, a lot of shaking the hair, a lot of, “This would defeat an ordinary mortal…BUT I’M A SUPERHERO! HAHA! TAKE THAT!”

You get your joy where you find it, methinks. And once I explain to the kids I’m sure we’ll all have a grand time with it.

And now, link salad. But not just any link salad. SUPERHERO link salad.

* Five minutes of shovelgloving this morning. Damn. This IS a workout. I’ve been looking for something with weights I can do to tone the upper body, and this fits the bill. I’m starting out slow, slow slow, just like with the running. If I start slow I’ll stick with it longer and begin to see the effects, giving myself a reason to keep up with it.

Plus, every girl (and every superhero) needs to know how to chop wood, shovel, and swing around a sledgehammer. I can see this workout coming in mucho handy if there is a zombie apocalypse. And really–isn’t that what a workout is for?

Kudos to MissShepsu, who has been shovelgloving for seven weeks now and has a pair o’ guns to prove it. We shall survive the zombie apocalypse together.

* This made me scared and angry all at once. Try as I might I can’t find a flaw in Teresa’s logic, and the links to definitions of malignant narcissism were so helpful to me for other, personal reasons. ZOMG.

* And to round out the politics, Republicans are bad for the frickin’ economy, stoopid. They are not the party of smaller guvmint and privacy. They are the government of taking from the poor and middle class to give to the rich. People get seduced into thinking otherwise by the PR the rich can pay for. And there is the not-inconsiderable group who want to ally themselves with the powerful, so toe the party line and sit up in expectation of a treat tossed their way. *sigh*

* Speaking of rich (and rich corporations) getting richer by squeezing the middle/lower classes, how about this–$700 billion and no oversight to the very corporations who created the problem in the first place. Way to legislate responsibility. The far right is getting their panties in a wad over this, finally and for the wrong reasons, but hey, I’ll take it–but it can’t hurt to call your Congresscritter and voice your own concern, so they know you’re watching.

THIS BAILOUT WILL AFFECT YOU, fellow Americans. No matter how arcane it seems, no matter how you think this is just a Wall Street mess that an ordinary person can’t do a thing about. What the federal government does now–and whether or not the lobbyists get a billions-rich payout–will affect millions in their day to day lives. I can’t urge you strongly enough to go digging and find out about this mess and the means being proposed to fix it.

* And whew, this turned into a heavy post. I’m just going to note that I blurped a few thousand words on a trunk novel yesterday, and that seemed to clear my “throat” for working on FC again. And the edits for SA are largely done and turned in, thank God. Now the next thing I have to worry about is copyedits and proof pages.

See, you don’t just write a book once. You end up writing it four or five times before it’s even close to published. *headdesk*

But that’s okay. That would defeat an ordinary mortal…

BUT TODAY, I AM A SUPERHERO.

This entry was posted on Monday, September 22nd, 2008 at 10:55 am and is filed under Deep Thoughts, Health. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.