My folks still live in the house I grew up in. It seems a lot smaller.
Come on. You drop by for a cup of coffee, and the world's not ending? Please.
Connor ,'Not Fade Away'
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Cashmere - Jul 08, 2007 3:00:50 pm PDT #5607 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Amy - Jul 08, 2007 3:04:57 pm PDT #5608 of 10001
Because books.
I miss the house where I spent high school. We moved a lot, and I don't miss them all, but I miss that one like whoa. It was the home-iest home we ever had, and it was never really ours since we rented, but it's the house in my head when I think of *home* and it's the house a lot of my fictional characters live in now.
It had a front porch and a butler's pantry, and a little dresser built into my closet, and old glass doorknobs and black push-button light switches, and a clawfoot tub, and a walk-up attic with a little room in the front.
Houses can die, I think. I really believe houses have their own vibes, and a lot of impressions left by the people who live in them. Ours had a lot of good ones.
Cashmere - Jul 08, 2007 3:06:19 pm PDT #5609 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
It had a front porch and a butler's pantry, and a little dresser built into my closet, and old glass doorknobs and black push-button light switches, and a clawfoot tub, and a walk-up attic with a little room in the front.
Oh, wow. That sounds absolutely charming.
Laga - Jul 08, 2007 3:08:36 pm PDT #5610 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I would just like to point out that in a google search for vampire people Allyson's book ranks higher than the movie that is actually titled, "Vampire People" and in an MSN search it is #1!
tommyrot - Jul 08, 2007 3:22:14 pm PDT #5611 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Hey Allyson - you might want to update your website to say the book is now available. (It still says the book will be available in August.)
Also, go you! on the search engines!
§ ita § - Jul 08, 2007 3:39:27 pm PDT #5612 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My parents live in the house where I spent most of my childhood, but we were peripatetic and then some. I haven't lived there since I was 12.
And my parents have done just about everything possible to redo the house so it's not familiar at all.
Which is fair. There are a multitude of reasons I can't fit in it anymore.
Ooh. I don't Allyson reads this thread, so I'll mention the availability thing to her somewhere else.
sj - Jul 08, 2007 3:53:19 pm PDT #5613 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
My mother and stepfather still live (in the winter months) in the house where I grew up from the time I was two. They plan on selling it when my mother retires next summer, and I am sure I will be really sad when that happens.
Laga - Jul 08, 2007 4:01:29 pm PDT #5614 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
nebbermind
tommyrot - Jul 08, 2007 4:05:56 pm PDT #5615 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Oh. Duh. That's what I was thinking, except backwards.
Amy - Jul 08, 2007 4:40:22 pm PDT #5616 of 10001
Because books.
We seem to have acquired a cat.
He's an ugly thing. Well, not ugly, really, he's shorthaired, black and white, and actually fairly handsome, except for his tail. Which clearly was run over at some point, because he now has just a stump which was never taken care of, and is ... pretty gross.
Sara's been talking about him for weeks, and he's tame and friendly. Every time she runs out to him, he lets her pet him. She's been giving him water sometimes, and we've figured out he's been living in the bushes beside the porch.
Right now, we're sitting on the screened porch watching SPN by citronella light, and he's meowing and pawing at the door. And Stephen just fixed food and water and took it out to him.
I think his name shall be Winchester.