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[ahem]. Consider this latest layout switch a sort of tone poem on the theme of I Have Had It Up To Here With Trying To Find One That Has All The Stuff I Want. The last time I thought I'd finally nailed it, but *sigh* no, got restless after a few weeks as usual. So until the day I become a CSS master, it's minimalism or bust here @ Shoe Central.

Meanwhile. Am heading out tomorrow with friend [ profile] shing to attend other friend [personal profile] rj_anderson 's book launch party in Stratford. (The book is called Knife in the UK and Faery Rebels: Spell Hunter in North America, and if it isn't sitting on your preteen daughter/sister/friend/random acquaintance's shelf yet, what are you waiting for? Another glass unicorn? Please.)
I love this. Besides being all excited for RJ I mean. I have been going around all week announcing to friends and co-workers that 'Oh, yes, I have a friend's launch party to attend this weekend...' and secretly feeling all smug. Except around the co-worker who's a published poet, that didn't work so well. I do have the promise of an invite to her next party, though, so it's all good. My career as a socialite is well and truly launched.

Besides, I also love road trips, and at two hours or so from the big city, Stratford qualifies. It was named quite deliberately after Shakespeare, complete with a River Avon, and swans. This is all I remember from my last trip aged nine, the swans. Because as it turns out, mute swans - you know, the ones with the cute orange beaks, right next to the unicorns on the shelf - happen to be just about as tall as a nine-year-old. And they really aren't mute at all, except that instead of honking, or any other normal waterfowl sound, they make this incredibly creepy hissing noise. Really really softly, so you don't actually hear it until they're bearing down on you wings outstretched and it distracts you just enough that WHOMP! right into the ornamental hedge. The next time I ran across a sonnet, I had great difficulty in restraining a bitter chuckle.

So that's about it, as far as a status update...what? Fiction? What fiction? *eyedart*

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Date: 2009-05-02 06:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh, the book launch sounds like so much fun, I do hope it goes well and that we will get a full report.

I like Stratford, pretty town and has some great pubs, have attended the festival several times, but not in the past five years or so.

*Makes note to self to order a copy of Knife for preteen daughter and I to share*

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Date: 2009-05-03 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The book launch went wonderfully well, thanks to Rebecca and her incredibly gracious family. Report forthcoming as soon as I get some sleep/i>. :)

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Date: 2009-05-03 12:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Apropos of your LJ tagline (which I only just noticed), is it or is it not scary that I actually listened to "Seventh Stranger" on my iPod just last night?

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Date: 2009-05-03 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
...yeah, moderately scary. If you find yourself listening to old Bob & Ray routines, let me know, and we'll discuss a surgical brain separation. :)


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