This is going to be Glasnevin Cemetery week at Kitsnaps. I would vastly prefer to mix it up, but given that I *am* running low on the pre-sorted stuff, I thought that giving myself a week to work up a bunch of new pictures for posting might be clever. (Actually, I’ve loads prepped, but they’re on a different hard drive and Reasons, you know, Reasons.) So this week will all be from my photo shoot in the snow a couple weeks back. :) This is the Daniel O’Connell monument in…
I dreamed that Paul Cornell, Oisin McGann, myself, and three other authors were part of a La Femme Nikita-style black ops team. “Oh, I’m worried,” said Ted when I told him this, but Oisin murdered and fridged one of the other team members for ordering an unauthorized steak dinner, so apparently we were not to be messed with. O.O “Your real memories are surfacing again,” Paul said, and Oisin said, “I’m hurt that you think I could fridge a team member, Catie.” I do love my friends. (My brain, I’m…
Picoreview: Oblivion: It was okay. It suffered from a weird antisepticness that I thought at first was deliberate, but as the film went on, I became less convinced of that. Some of the imagery was beautiful, but eh, I wasn’t as taken in by it as I hoped I would be. More behind the cut, with a couple of spoilers set in spoiler-white text.
Revisions on SHAMAN RISES are taking a ridiculously long time, because I have to keep looking up details–names, aura colors, locations–in other books. I have only had to resort to Twitter twice, although it might in general be faster to ask Teh Intarwebs instead of searching my own manuscripts. :) I also finished watching the first season Downton Abbey last night. I think…that I will probably not continue on. The final episode left me disgusted with the two older sisters, I loathed the Lady Grantham/O’Brien story, and generally don’t think…
If I really had my act together I’d print some of these boat photographs and bring them down to Cobh and give them to the people whose boats they are.