Archive | February 1, 2013

The Cup, Part II

This is as far as I’m getting tonight. IT’s more of a transition than a story.

After this.)
The Thorn Vessel. The Wooden Death. The Hawthorne Cup.

His son.

The boy wearing his former Keeper’s collar stood like he was the thing blocking the doorway, like it was him and not the Sanctity of the home keeping Pellinore out. “Are you here for me?”

That was an uncomfortable question. Pellinore decided, against his better nature, to go for the honest answer. “I wasn’t. I can be if you want, though.”

“You can’t rescue me.”

“I can’t. Not without an army. Do you want me to go get an army?”

He rolled his shoulders. “It’s not… bad.” The boy shook his head. “So you’re not here for me. You’re here for her?”

“I need to ask her a favor.”

“Hunh. I’ll go get her then. Stay here.”

Pellinore waited. It was strange, as it was every time. This hadn’t been where she Kept him. This place had never been his home. And yet…

“Pellinore. It’s been a long time. If you mean me and mine no harm, come on in.”

He paused in the doorway. “It’s not that I mean you harm, quite. It’s that I need to ask you something…”

“And that something might lead to harm. Accepted and come in. What do you need me to find, Pellinore?”

“That transparent?”

“That’s why people come to visit me.” Her living room had gotten bigger since the last time she visited. Her furniture was still spotless. “So?”

Her Kept was hovering in the doorway. That had always made it uncomfortable. He started talking anyway. He hadn’t come all this way to sit squirming like a kid again.

“So. I heard a rumor.”

“Oh, Pellinore…”

“Not just one. Not just a rumor. But lots of them. Over years. I waited. I wanted to be sure. I got all the information I could before I came to you.”

He pulled his notes out of his coat pocket. Piles and piles of notes. “The Hawthorne Cup.”

“That sounds vicious.”

“More than that. It’s deadly. But it’s supposed to have more that the poison. It’s the Grail, Cya. It’s the fae Grail.”

“And, of course, you have to find it. Remind me to punch your father.”

“Remember to punch my father.” He and JohnWayne said it at the same time.

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January Wordcount

Addergoole 16708 (all Addergoole: Chapters, Bonus stories, setting stories, commissioned)
Rin/Girey 6939 (the re-write)
Giraffe-Related 11737 (Giraffe stories, commissioned continuations, Alder by Post)
Submission 594
Kink Bingo 2500
Total 38478

Janowrimo… didn’t really happen
Rin Goal: 15,000
Rin Actual: 6,939

Addergoole Chapters Goal: 8,250
and the actual: 7,374

Commissioned Goal: 7,500
Commissioned actual: 11,730
(this counts anything people paid me to write, Addergoole or Giraffe).
(This is the one area where I surpassed my goal.)

We’ll see how MarNoWriMo does for me!

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Boost: One-card draw, #Promptcall

Via [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith:

[personal profile] clare_dragonfly is doing a one-card draw. Donations get you extra cards.

[personal profile] kajones_writing has posted the February call for prompts on the theme of “weather.” There are individual and collective perks for donating and other types of participation.

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Home Crafting Project: The Door Curtain (#1)

Our front door is a bit drafty.

More than a bit, really: during the recent windstorm, water was blowing in under the bottom seam.

And that’s after we (T) have fixed the threshold.

In the long run, the whole door needs replacing, as well as the frame. And we need a storm door. But in the short run, I hung a curtain.

Not just any curtain!

I bought two lengths of heavy upholstery fabric on clearance at JoAnn’s, and then a layer of batting (the stuff that goes in the middle of quilts). I sewed a giant tube, inserted the batting, and then sewed a border to hold the batting down.

Then I sewed up the top so that I could slide a curtain rod through it, and hung a swing-arm curtain rod (this) above the door, so we can swing the curtain away to get out the door.

The difference was immediately noticeable.

Next up: the back door!

Is your house drafty? Too warm in summer? Too cold in winter? How do you deal with it?

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Alder by Post January has mailed!

Yesterday I mailed out the Alder by Post to the subscribers, my mom & dad, and my superfan(s).

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