This is the start of a series of picoreviews inspired by a rewatch of the entire MCU Captain America storyline, which I’ve been wanting to do for a while and finally have. A reCap, if you will. O_O The Cap movies are my favorites anyway, start to finish (Black Panther vies for a top 3 slot depending on how recently I’ve seen it, but I never wibble on the Cap films being in my top 5), so rewatching it all hasn’t been a hardship. Except Age of Ultron, but we’ll…
time, what is time, i have no time, how do i get more time, if only i didn’t need sleep so much. also, yes, I know, this is a bit late in the month for a State of the Cate, but what can one do about tiiiiiiiime. Right, okay, so. Uhm. May was very productive, in huge part because I retreated to a friend’s house and wrote 50,000 words. Then I got sick with a head cold and was just sick enough to feel sorry for myself and not get…
This is no longer precisely up to date, because I went on retreat last month not this week, but it was written while I was on retreat and I’m finally remembering to post it, so you’re getting the live-action version of events. :) So I’ve written, uh, 48,357 words since Monday morning, and that is VERY CLOSE to 50K, and part of me VERY BADLY wants to write the other 1643 words to get there, but…I’m writing this blog post instead, honestly. I’m tired. For some reason. o.o And who…
Despite my pleas, we did not stop Mask of Nyarlathotep to play Horror on the Orient Express as we traveled ON THE ORIENT EXPRESS from Paris to Constantinople (not Istanbul). To Evelyn’s crushing disappointment, her (gay) fiance Freddy finally managed to get the party that they’d been hoping for sorted out, and she had to LEAVE before she could party with the Bright Young Things. Freddy, Betty, and possibly Margaret* will follow us later, when they’re recovered from their fun. (*Margaret: a sudden NPC brought on by Evelyn moaning, “I’m…
So as you will perhaps recall, last October I made my son a Halloween costume and put my sewing machine away. In February, when my MIL came to visit, she wanted to enact some repairs on some of our quilts, so my husband got the sewing machine out, and… …half of the base of the sewing machine had disappeared. The extension table/storage box part, you know? That fits around the needle plate/bobbin holder? It was gone. Inexplicably gone. My sewing machine is only ever in one of two places: inside…