Scavenger Hunt!

On what hand and finger does the delm wear hisorher ring of office?

From the spam bucket

Women will be your resigned slaves

Eighty-Six Percent Dark

yummmmmmm...

Slow Saturday

Spent most of the day in front of the computer, making changes in the first, roughly-one-third chunk of Mouse and Dragon. I combined the first two chapters into one, deleted a small scene, added details and grace notes throughout -- and of course it all went slower than I had planned. I'm about to move to the couch with the last twenty pages and go through them, which means that sometime by tomorrow mid-morning, I'll be all caught up to where I was a week ago, though with possibly less words on the meter.

Not that writing is linear, or anything.

Also, I think that I've almost figured out how to get through the next third of the story without stinting anyone. I'll have to spend some time on the couch with a pad and pen to make sure I haven't forgotten anything, but I'm pretty sure that what I have in mind will work out.

I may have forgotten to say that we finished watching Avatar on Thursday night. I see that the misstep that had bothered me earlier was not...exactly... a misstep, after all, and I forgive the writers. Though I enjoyed the series, and I'm glad to have seen it, I don't think that, for me, it's a keeper. Still -- thanks to robotech_master for the tip!
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Daav sat, one knee folded on the seat, his arm on the back of the bench, chin nestled in the crook of his elbow. The perfect study, Aelliana thought, of a man who very much did not want to answer the question that had just been put to him.