And they come with no warning,
nature loves her little surprises.
Continual crisis!

Friday, September 28, 2007

If it's not one thing, it's an otter.

Rumor has it that during the latest blow up with Blackwater firing on Iraqi civilians (the one that caused the PM of Iraq to withdraw their license to operate) that one Blackwater employee trained his weapon on another and ordered him to stop firing.

There's still no coherant story about what happened in Northern Syria last week. All the parties concerned seem real intent to say that something happened involving the Israel Air Force and Commandos, links to a N. Korean freighter, approval by the US Government, happened in the far north, but that's about it. Nobody, so far, is willing to say exactly what.

I'm enjoying Goblin Quest immensly, but Jim Hines goes in that category of authors I like but that leave me uncreative. That is as I read them I don't have story bones come to me. Jim, don't worry. John Scalzi, Tobias Buckell, and a number of other authors I love to read have the same effect on me.

Not all together happy with out shelves (yes, I need to post a picture). I need to cut some moulding (which the contractor should have), and two holes for adjustable shelves have ripped. There's still boxes all over the place and we're not able to park in the garage. This will be this weekend's work. Bought a new filing cabinet on sale. It's molded wood, but I needed something bigger and didn't want to change up metal with wood. I probably should have, though. We'll see once I get it all together.

3 comments:

Camille Alexa said...

It almost seems the magic realism and weird fiction inspire you more than the action-packed stuff. Not like it's better; just different.

What do you think?

Todd Wheeler said...

One step at a time, one box at a time, one shelf at a time.

But you know all this.

I'd guess the bigger peril is going through those books: "Did I read this? Oh, that one was good. I should read that again."

Steve Buchheit said...

Camille, well, yeah. I have notes for a story called the "Magic Realism Cafe" where people come in for lunch with all the strange things that happen to them. Now that I'm thinking about it, the novel has more to do with magic realism than fairy (although it appropriates some of the scenery props). But then, how do I fit going to hell (the third act) in this? Ah, well. I guess it isn't the first time the author won't have a clue as to the genre they're writing.

Todd, yep. Right now the hard part is organizing all the different stuff. And I've noticed I have many little things that don't stack well. Ah well. Now I need a few hundred feet of curio cabinets.