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Random Song Of The Week #31

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Yeah, I was late this week. I was having a rather bad day yesterday, so I didn't get around to posting the next RSOTW. But here it is, something that I think most of us that live anywhere where it snows can appreciate:
Heywood Banks -- Wiper Blades Album -- Difernt (1999)

o winters here with all the ice n snow
n the surly slush upon the road
the salty spray upon my window
makes me wish that i'd replaced my wiper blades

my wiper wiper wiper blades
my wiper wiper wiper blades
my wiper wiper wiper blades
i wish that i'd replaced my wiper blades

salty spray from semis that do pass
they turn my windshield into bathroom glass
i turn the knob but i come to the conclusion
that i did not fill up my washer solution

my wiper wiper wiper fluid
my wiper wiper wiper fluid
my wiper wiper wiper fluid
i wish that id replaced my wiper fluid

my wiper wiper wiper blades
my wiper wiper wiper blades
my wiper wiper wiper blades
i wish that i'd replaced my wiper blades


down the expressway 80 mph
i can make out h…

Spammers, You Are The Bile Of The Interwebz!

Seriously! Because I'm getting tired of being bombarded with spam messages (most of them from my The Next Big Thing post), and since no one ever writes me an actual comment anonymously, and I'm tired of seeing new comments pop up in my email only to be spam, I'm disabling the ability to comment anonymously. Sorry if it's any inconvenience to the real people out there and are not spam bots, but like I said, no one comments anonymously, and I'm tired of dealing with it. I hope it at least takes care of some of the spam. Have a good one!

Random Song Of The Week #30

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Today I share two songs for the Christmas season.

Enya - Oíche chiúin (Silent Night)
Album - Oíche chiúin (Silent Night), First Release (1989); And Winter Came (2008)




Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé, [Silent night, night of God's son.]
Cách 'na suan dís araon, [Soundly in slumber, the pair together]
Dís is dílse 'faire le spéis [The pair and love, watching with affection]
Naoín beag gnaoigheal [The small bright beautiful child,]
ceananntais caomh [darling little one.]

Críost, 'na chodhladh go séimh. [Christ, calmly asleep.]
Críost, 'na chodhladh go séimh. [Christ, calmly asleep.]

Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé, [Silent night, night of God's son.]
Aoirí ar dtús chuala 'n scéal; [Shepherds first heard the tale]
Allelúia aingeal ag glaoch. [The angels crying out Alleluia.]
Cantain suairc i ngar is i gcéin [Lovely chanting near and far.]

Críost an Slánaitheoir Féin [Christ, the saviour himself.]
Críost an Slánaitheoir Féin [Christ, the saviour him…

Character Sketch—Izsák

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So I took a break from writing yesterday because I had the itch to draw something, but when I got pencil in hand and paper on desk, I couldn't get my hand to draw what my mind was seeing. Hate that! I wanted to draw this image of my character Izsák, servant boy to my main character Vlad, sitting in a window seat gazing through the window with a leg bent upon the seat of the bench and his foot tucked beneath his other leg, holding onto a pillow. I can still see it in my mind, but I'm so out of practice with drawing the human form, which used to come so easily, that I couldn't get the position right. I drew comic book characters back in the day, all the time, and that was how I got used to drawing the human form in many positions. Nope, couldn't do it today. I made several sketches trying to get it right but I gave up and went to trying to draw his face. Key word, trying. Eventually, though, I hit the jackpot, sort of, and came up with this profile sketch:
The photo doesn…

It's Doomsday!

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So, it's 12-21-12, and I feel fine!

Jill Tracy - Doomsday Serenade
Album - Diabolical Streak (1999)


We'll meet again, my dear, on Doomsday
Pigs will be flying through the sky
Upon the 12th of Never
Half a quarter past forever
Stricken with the Rapture
We will watch the world's demise

We'll meet again, my dear, on Doomsday
A hint of Armageddon fills the air
Now that Hell has frozen over
And the sun is growing colder
We'll be drawing closer
Because there's no more time to spare

We'll meet again, my dear, on Doomsday
A shower full of frogs and toads
But as bleak as it may be
Apocalyptic reverie
Hand in hand we'll tiptoe
Through the carcasses and bones

The air is too thin to breath on Doomsday
At last we face the reckoning
And blood will fill the sea
Cobwebs will cover you and me
As flames engulf the remnants
Of this grand catastrophe

It's Doomsday
It's Doomsday
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So, how are y'all on this fine doomsday?

New Look To The Blog.

I got bored of the autumn trees look, so I decided to go with this winter-themed look, at least until the end of winter (though winter has yet to show around these parts.). What do you think?
Also, I wrote another 2400 words the other day. My writing just comes in spurts, I suppose. Getting that much closer to the end, thank goodness. I'm already over 170,000 words into this novel, almost where I was when I wrote it the first time 15 years ago, and I'm only about halfway through the story of the original draft (which I have to split into two, no questions asked). The original draft is mostly irrelevant now, but some of the plot points remain. Im'ma gonna have to do some chopping I guess when editing time comes and do some real tightening of the prose, but I'll worry about that when the time comes.

Random Song Of The Week #29

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Steppenwolf -- Magic Carpet Ride
Album -- The Second (1968)




I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here

Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

Last night I held Aladdin's lamp
And so I wished that I could stay
Before the thing could answer me
Well, someone came and took the lamp away
I looked around, a lousy candle's all I found

Well, you don't know what we can find
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
Well, you don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away

You don't know what we can find
Why …

Random Song Of The Week #28

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Clannad - Caide Sin Do'n Té Sin? (What is it to anyone?)
Album -- Banba (1993)


Since the video has the words in it, here's the translation:

I went to the fair and sold my cow
For five pounds of silver and a yellow guinea of gold
If I drink the silver and if I give away the gold
O what is that to anyone else.
If I drink the silver and if I give away the gold
O what is that to anyone else.

If I go to the leafy woods gathering berries or chestnuts,
Plucking apples from branches or herding cows,
If I stretch out for a while beneath a tree relaxing,
O what is that to anyone else.
If I stretch out for a while beneath a tree relaxing,
O what is that to anyone else.

If I go for a night-visit and for dancing and sport,
To fairs and races and every gathering of that sort,
If I see happy people and if I'm happy with them,
O what is that to anyone else.
If I see happy people and if I'm happy with them,
O what is that to anyone else.

People say I'm without riches no doubt,
Without goods or clothes o…

Seduced By Wilde

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His portrait, that is. For the past eight days I had been working on my latest art project, a graphite portrait of Oscar Wilde. My writing was put on the back burner for the entire time I worked on this, the reason because I was just too caught up into drawing this picture, and I was anguishing over the current scene. Nothing was coming out like I wanted, so a little time away was in order, and what better way to take a break from writing than to draw something, especially if that something is Wilde. So, without further ado, I will take you on a photo by photo progression of my work. Also, the photo quality is pretty crappy, not professional in any way, just so you know.
Days 1-2:
Outline of Oscar complete. I started the outline by doing some minor tracing (yeah, I cheated a little) with my light box just to get the major lines down, then I drew in the finer details of which even those changed as I progressed with the drawing. I started that on Dec. 1st, but couldn't finish it until…

Random Song Of The Week #27

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Adam Hurst -- The Secret
Album -- The Secret (2011)


Cello and piano, one of his best songs in my opinion, but much of his music is great. And he's a snappy dresser.

My Latest Art Project Done!

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In my previous post I mentioned an art project I was working on. Well, today I finally finished it. Woo hoo! I was getting antsy to have it done and over with by the time I got about 3/4 of the way through, which isn't anything out of the ordinary for me. Behold, my latest graphite drawing entitled: All That Remains -- Ruined church of Zelemér, Hungary
The photo reference came from a search on Google Earth, which you can see here. From what I've read, the ruins of this church are the last remains of a medieval town that had once existed around it. I did take liberty in changing a few things from the original photo, like the removal of the footprints in the snow and the poles for the power lines in the background. The original drawing has far more finer details than what the photo shows and isn't grey. I did draw it on white paper. I need to invest in a light box (or have the boyfriend build me one) so I can take better photos of my drawings. But for now, this is the best I…

The War Of The Muses

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Draw draw draw!
No! Write write write!
Draw!
Write!
It's a rather nice predicament to have, since so rarely do either of the muses come around at the same time. In my teen years the writing and drawing muses were close pals of mine. Nowadays, not so much. And I miss that. The writing muse has been coming around a lot the last few years, which is really nice. The art muse is like that friend who lives far away that you rarely get to see, and when she does stop by, you make the most of it while she's there, because she ain't a stayin' for long. Right now the two muses are vying for my attention, and it's great, especially since I'm not working I have the time to share part of the day with both. Currently I'm working on a graphite drawing of a ruined medieval Hungarian church, it's remains the only thing left of a village that had once surrounded it. After that I really want to start on a portrait of Oscar Wilde because I think he is just fabulous. It's go…

Random Song Of The Week #26

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Blue October -- 18th Floor Balcony
Album -- Foiled (2006)


I close my eyes and I smile 
Knowing that everything is alright 
To the core 
So close that door 
Is this happening? 

My breath is on your hair 
I'm unaware 
That you opened the blinds and let the city in 
God, you held my hand 
And we stand 
Just taking in everything.

And I knew it from the start 
So my arms are open wide 
Your head is on my stomach 
And we're, we're trying so hard not to fall asleep 
But Here we are 
On this 18th floor balcony... 
We're both flying away. 

So we talked about mom's and dad's 
About family pasts 
Just getting to know where we came from 
Our hearts were on display 
For all to see 
I can't believe this is happening to me and, 
I raised my hands as if to show you that I was yours 
That I was so yours for the taking 
I'm so yours for the taking and
That's when I felt the wind pick up 
I grabbed the rail while choking up 
These words to say and then you kissed me... here

And I knew it from the st…

Random Song Of The Week #25

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Bad Company -- Shooting Star
Album -- Straight Shooter (1975)



Johnny was an school boy
When he heard his first Beatles song
Love Me Do, I think it was
And from there it didn't take him long
Got himself a guitar
Used to play every night
Now he's in a rock 'n' roll outfit
And everything's alright
Don't you know?

Johnny told his Mama,
"Hey, Mama, I'm goin' away
I'm Gonna hit the big time
Gonna be a big star someday"
Mama came to the door
With a teardrop in her eye
Johnny said, "Don't cry, Mama,
Just smile and wave goodbye"
Don't you know?

Yeah......yeah.....

Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know
Don't you know
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
And all the world will love you just as long
As long as you are

Johnny made a record
Went straight up to number one
Suddenly everyone loved
To hear him sing his song
Watchin' the world go by
Surprisin' it goes so fast
Johnny looked ar…

Another Chapter Closer

I'm pretty proud of myself tonight. I finished a chapter within two days, about 4300 words total. That's fantastic for me, since it usually takes me a week to squeeze out a chapter or two. I got two chapters done in less that a week, 8,900 words in all. I'm getting closer and closer to the end of this first book in my series. If I can keep this momentum up, barring nothing coming along and ruining my mojo like usual, I should have the first draft finally, FINALLY, done by the end of the month. The next chapter I'll be starting had pretty much been pre-written a year ago when the idea for it came to me and I wrote it out so I wouldn't forget it. Most of it will remain much the same as I had originally written it without a whole lot of major tweaking, so assuming I am left alone to work on it tomorrow (the boyfriend will be home from work, need I say more) I should be able to finish it and begin the following chapter (eh, he'll be out in the garage all day, I hav…

The Next Big Thing Blog Hop

So, I got tagged for this about a month ago by writer Katie S. Pendergrassbut I had been too lazy to participate. Shame on me! But now I will finally participate. 
What is your working title of your book?
Draculești has been the working title for many a moon, but since my story is going to be a series, I thought it might be better suited as the over-arching title for the series, and have individual titles for each book. For the first one which I'm still working on, the idea for the title just came to me the other night: Draculești - Blood of the Dragon, Tooth of the Wolf.
Where did the idea come from for the book?
Way back in the day when I was a young lass (19), I had an idea to write a book on how the son of the Impaler came to be a vampire and his vampire exploits after his "turn". It was only meant to be about a hundred page story, instead it grew into a crappily written 190,000 word novel. At the time I thought it was some pretty gosh darn good writing, until I displaye…

Random Song Of The Week #24

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Alicia Keys -- If I Ain't Got You
Album -- The Diary Of Alicia Keys (2003)



Some people live for the fortune 
Some people live just for the fame 
Some people live for the power yeah 
Some people live just to play the game 
Some people think that the physical things 
Define what's within 
And I've been there before 
But that life's a bore 
So full of the superficial 

Some people want it all 
But I don't want nothing at all 
If it ain't you baby 
If I ain't got you baby 
Some people want diamond rings 
Some just want everything 
But everything means nothing 
If I ain't got you 

Some people search for a fountain 
That promises forever young 
Some people need three dozen roses 
And that's the only way to prove you love them 

Hand me the world on a silver platter 
And what good would it be 
With no one to share, with no one who truly cares for me 

Some people want it all 
But I don't want nothing at all 
If it ain't you baby 
If I ain't got you baby 
Some people want diamo…

Biggie, Seriously?

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I swear, my cat has some sort of mental connection to me, because every time, or nearly every damn time I open one of the documents to my novel to start working on it, Biggie has to make a pain in the ass of himself. As of typing this, he is sitting on my lap content, but usually he can't just sit on my lap like a good kitty, he has to pull on the zippers of my jacket, he has to get up and stand in-between me and the computer, making sure his fluff tail is in my face, rub his face on the corner of my desk and give it a bite for good measure. If I don't allow him on my lap, he tries to get on my desk where he and the other cats aren't allowed, or bite my foot or chew on my peace lily or do something else naughty just for the attention. It isn't that the cat never gets attention, he gets plenty of it. He just decides the best time to do it is when I'm trying to work, or trying to sleep.
Biggie is a bit of a celebrity, sort of. Anyone that knows my boyfriend and I know…

Random Song Of The Week #23

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Dead Can Dance -- Summoning Of The Muse
Album -- Within The Realm Of A Dying Sun (1987)


When my writing muse goes missing in action, perhaps I ought to play this song. Ha!

Ah, The Vampire.

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Vampires have been a passion of mine for twenty plus years, ever since my friend Jennifer introduced them to me in our early teens (and to Ouija boards and ghosts and other fun things). Her and I would go for walks through the local cemetery, a place we often hung out since it was so quiet and peaceful, and one of the prettier small town cemeteries I've been in, but I could just be partial. Another friend, Samantha, and I often walked the cemetery too, and it was her and I who wrote vampire stories together and stories about many other things, spook and non-spook alike. Something about the mythical creature has always allured me, perhaps it is my fear of blood (and needles) that, in some ironic way, has kept me intrigued with them. Or maybe it's their immortality, or strong yet weak nature. Maybe because they are denizens of the night. Whatever it is, I don't think about why I like them, I just do. There are as many variations of the vampire as there are cultures, culture h…