on #2, Oh, right! Duh. I'd forgotten that.
and on #3, argh, dang it. I should have remembered that.
#1, yay me!
Zoe: I thought you wanted to spend more time off-ship this visit. Wash: Out there is seems like it's all fancy parties. I like our party better. The dress code is easier and I know all the steps.
'Shindig'
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Deena - Oct 14, 2003 7:51:38 pm PDT #2239 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Beverly - Oct 14, 2003 7:52:21 pm PDT #2240 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Deb, I couldn't wait for tomorrow, so you have a quick and dirty--but thorough, I think--email now.
deborah grabien - Oct 14, 2003 7:55:12 pm PDT #2241 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Deena, also, on Hibbert's reaction to Jane resembling the Mytens painting? That stays as is - there's a subtle little thing in there - the emphasis on how she's sitting there, bathed in sunlight, everything tranquil. He's only seen the painting twice in his life, and it wouldn't come to mind unless something - in this case, the mix of her stillness and his own mention of the painting -brought it to mid.
deborah grabien - Oct 14, 2003 7:56:25 pm PDT #2242 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Bev, backsent, and Astarte, insent.
For some reason, my head just exloded. Thumpythumpythump. Right at the crown.
Ouchies. Dinner's cooking (chicken drums bubbling away in teriyaki and sweet chili sauce and red wine), and Nic's on his way, first to feed southcats and then here.
Stoopid headache.
Astarte - Oct 14, 2003 8:03:00 pm PDT #2243 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Backflung, Deb. Enjoy your dinner.
Beverly - Oct 14, 2003 8:05:27 pm PDT #2244 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Ouchies. Too much going on under that red hair today, perhaps. But still--fun!
And...backflung.
deborah grabien - Oct 14, 2003 8:20:01 pm PDT #2245 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
And more, with the flingbackitude.
The red head is crinkling with too much stuff today. Luckily, it's been GOOD stuff.
Strix - Oct 15, 2003 8:46:57 am PDT #2246 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Deb, I don't think I've told you just how excited I am for you. The cover looks wonderful, and I'm so jazzed that you have a series!!
Go, team Deb!!!
Toddson - Oct 15, 2003 8:57:45 am PDT #2247 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Deb - just catching up. Congratulations on your sales and that cover is just ELEGANT.
victor infante - Oct 15, 2003 9:10:39 am PDT #2248 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Aforementioned poem, now called "American Love Song," is up on the LJ. (ocvictor.)
Maybe I can keep back at it. In between the novel and the magazine and the real job and...
Why do I do this to myself again?