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Due to unforeseen circumstances, there is no flax-golden tale for Friday, November 26th. This is the very first missed week since flax-golden tales began in July of 2009. I’d tell you how many weeks that is, but I’m not up for the math at the moment. There will be a new tale next Friday. And […]

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final shapshots from revisionland

An Eventide Edition of what very well may be the final* Snapshots from Revisionland**. Shiny new fountain pen that my in-laws brought me this weekend. It is my very first new-new fountain pen! All my other ones are vintage. Left over papadum from dinner: Hair dye, because my roots were looking confused again: And champagne, […]

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flax-golden tales: helping hand

helping hand The sign said they were Extra Hands, without elaborating on their purpose. So I asked the shopkeeper what they were for, after he finished getting a stuffed jackalope down from a high shelf for a blue-haired lady. He told me that they were exactly what the sign said. Extra Hands, for doing anything […]

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listening

I go through music phases, especially when I’m writing. I listen to the same things over and over and over. And over. I’m not always sure what will end up being the soundtrack of Revisonland. It varies. I don’t particularly plan, something just moves into my head and refuses to let me listen to anything […]

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flax-golden tales: seasonal binding

seasonal binding My next-door neighbor wraps her trees each November. Tying up the remnants of autumn in lengths of rope and string. Binding them to ward off winter. She explained it to me once, the fall after I moved in, over cups of apple cider held in fingerless gloves. She does it every year. I’m […]

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on nanowrimo (again)

I know I’m late to the party getting on my NaNoWriMo soapbox, but I’ve been busy with revisions and most of my boxes are normally occupied by kittens, but since people are still talking about it and all the NaNo-ers are typing away, I figured I’d drag out the box. I’m just going to sit […]

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flax-golden tales: precautions

precautions First there was the mat. It didn’t say Welcome, but it wasn’t off-putting. And everyone knew how he was about keeping the house tidy. They wiped their paws as requested and were welcomed inside for tea and biscuits. Then he put the plastic over the living room furniture. Even the lampshades were painstakingly covered. […]

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calling cards

I decided I needed business cards, but I didn’t particularly want to put “author” or “writer” or “kitten wrangler” on them. After a lot of pondering and Etsy searching, I decided to go with something along the lines of a Victorian calling card. It seemed appropriate. So I ordered these from GoGoSnap: Name on front, […]

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