Glory of the Steampunk

Playing in iTunes: "Let Go" by Frou Frou

I would like to do an early morning post on the glories that are Steampunk. (I capitalize that word, because I think it deserves it.) In case you are not familiar with this rather thrilling movement, I give you Wikipedia's definition. (Hold on a sec. while I go and look it up.)
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Ah-hem...."Steampunk is a subgenre of fantasy and speculative fiction that came into prominence in the 1980s and early 1990s. The term denotes works set in an era or world where steam power is still widely used—usually the 19th century, and often set in Victorian era England—but with prominent elements of either science fiction or fantasy, such as fictional technological inventions like those found in the works of H. G. Wells and Jules Verne, or real technological developments like the computer occurring at an earlier date."

Wow....that second sentence was hella-long!!! To cut through that crap jargon, Steampunk is bad-ass fiction that takes place in Victorian England and has strong ties to fantasy and sci-fi with a hell of a lot of technology. Mmmmm....purdy.

The image posted is a laptop computer that someone has decked out in the Steampunk style. Can you say FREAKIN' AWESOME!!??

I guess this post could really fall under the "inspiration" category. I would love to write a sci-fi (although really leaning more on the fiction side....think Jack the Ripper meats Willie Wonka) geared towards the Steampunk movement. I've been thinking about it for a while and have jotted down some notes, so we will see what pans out. NO ONE STEAL MY WILLIE WONKA IDEA. I KILL YOU!!

Ladies and gentlemen you are finally able to bask in the glory of the Steampunk. Now, can I just say that I really, really, really want this owl Steampunk necklace?

A Death in the Cookie Family

Playing in iTunes: Silence in Memory of.......(or a dirge...take your pick)

I was on Supah Cute's blog just seconds ago when I read the news. Mother's Cookies has gone out of business!! Oh...you know them. Do pink and white frosted covered circus animals with sprinkles ring a bell? Yeah...that's them. I think I am going to go and cry now. Anyone wanna join? Check out Supah Cute's blog for a super cute t-shirt in homage to the fabulous company.

A Thought on Jam and Family

Playing on iTunes: "All She Wants to Do is Dance" by Don Henley

So, you know those commercials with the Smuckers boys talking about how they are going to grow up and run the family Jam business? I was thinking the other day (Conor was part of this train of thought process) that their mother is "Mother Smucker".

GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

I would have demanded all of the neighborhood children call me mother smucker had I been in her position.

That is all.

No more Peaks and Hop Along Monday!!

Playing on iTunes: "Whatever Lola Wants" by Ella Fitzgerald

It's that time again!! (No not THAT time!! Gees...gutter head.) Hop Along Monday!! Today's phrase is, to me, just disgusting. What do you, the average Joe, say whenever if a frustrating glitch "rears its ugly head" during your day? Prime examples might include "Damn" or even "Dang it". Nope....Conor's phrase of choice ladies and gentlemen? "Crap-O'Matic Bubble". And I am so not kidding!! To me (and cover your ears if you are easily disgusted), the words crap and bubble in the same sentence evoke an image of....uh....well...I really don't wanna say because I'm easily disgusted as well. Blech!

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Here's the scenario (completely fictional of course ;): Conor and I are driving towards his parent's house, discussing the evening's dinner, when all of the sudden "Egads!" his phone rings!! It is a text.

"Can you pick up some canned corn at grocery store?" The text is from his mother, but we are already two blocks from their house.

*sigh*

"Crap-O'Matic-Bubble," he says, staring down at the message.

*sigh*
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To me, this just doesn't illustrate the emotion of this mildly frustrating event. Don't you guys worry, though...I think this may be his most disgusting crap phrase...so it shouldn't get too much worse.

THE REAL POST:
Two more chapters to go! Can I get a w00t?

I have a fabulous idea for the second book, which I will start on just as soon as I get finished editing the first. Although, this has recently becoming kind of an interesting debate within my own head. Shall I show you? Ok....take a peak in my brain, but just this once:

"...I am so writing that second book but what if none of the agents think it's saleable and I never even get a good response from an agent should I just start on the second book anyways or maybe I should start working on another book THAT ONE FOR ADULTS maybe it will sell better but then what if the agent does like the first Izzy book and I haven't even started on the second one will she not want to represent me thinking I might not finish and what if I...."

OK.....DONE! No more peaks for you.

Because I can....even though it's not Friday

Beaker as Ludmeep Meep Meepthoven


Ode To Joy from Beaker on Vimeo.

Holy bueno writing, Batman!!! That was marvelous!!

Playing on iTunes: "Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk" by Rufus Wainwright

I have been avoiding writing this particular chapter for almost two weeks now. Really, it was that bad. I think the problem is, I keep getting my heroin stuck in certain precarious circumstances that I don't know how to get her out of. What's odd, though, is that in this case...it was just a simple issue of getting her from one place to another with no money. I had NO idea how I was going to do this.

Today, I decided I needed to just sit down and do it. Just write. It would come. It felt a lot like getting on an elevator only to have a seven year old hit every button between floors one and ten...but I did it. And I'm proud. And it was probably one of my favorite chapters to write once I got going.

The first paragraph looked a bit rough. "The sun was hot. She saw stuff. It was pretty." Yeah....like I said....floors one through ten. *sigh* It picked up speed once I got her on her way, though. And I must say, the cab chase was quite thrilling!! :) Cabbies are fast and really, really mean when you don't pay them!!

(I think Cab Ass'n should stand for Cab Assassin....hence the photo.)

Belly Flop Fridays

Playing on iTunes: "Longfellow Serenade" by Neil Diamond (Oh yeah...I broke him out. What?)

"I just called...to say...I love you." Hahahaha.....I just wanted to get that song stuck in your head. I needed to know someone else was in my boat.

Onto the post!! I spend the first hour of my day...everyday...catching up on blogs. Needless to say, I run across some pretty hilarious stuff that I really really really want to share. So, I am instituting Belly Flop Fridays (b/c Belly Flops are funny). The way I figure it, we should all end our weeks on a happy note. So, even if you don't read what I write (which you should be...so shame on you) you should at least check in on Fridays for some hardy laughs.

Knowing myself as well as I do (about as well as I know math, actually) I will be posting a lot on Fridays. :)

For my first post of the day, An Octopus Love Story: