Fantasy books, terrible advice, and random silliness
Stories from my life with no particular point.
A mean person on Twitter this week told me I wasn’t scary. I absolutely am scary and here are the reasons why.
Twitter this week was out to smash my dreams.
First, a mean person told me I wasn’t Batman. Fortunately this was followed by a collection of lovely people telling me that if I wanted to be Batman then I could be Batman.
Then another mean person told me I wasn’t scary.
Yesterday I was interviewed by Book Club Mom for “Who’s That Blogger?” I had a bit of fun with it and I think I even answered her questions. If you want to hear my story, why not wander over and take a look?
Book Club Mom does regular features of bloggers and indie authors, so check out her blog if you’re interested in being featured yourself.
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I came late to the joy of coffee, and the road there had its fallen trees, potholes, and badly signposted detours, but coffee and I have settled into a very happy relationship.
Did you see that I wrote a new short story? You can read The Emperor’s Cat here. Yes, it’s about a cat.
For various reasons, this week has been hard. Actually, it’s currently only Monday, so let me revise that.
Last week was hard.
Don’t ask why. I couldn’t tell you.
But hard weeks make me appreciate the good things in life, and last week made me appreciate coffee.
Did you know it’s been 25 years since Aladdin came out? (Thanks, Emma Cox! – @scyian) It’s enough to make me feel old.
Lots of movies are like that–it feels like they came out only recently, but it’s been ten years or more.
It does suggest a way of dividing your life into eras: by the movies that came out over that period. That’s what I’m going to do.
Okay, here are the rules. I have to pick one movie (or occasionally a few) from each year of my life that I saw soon after it came out and that I loved.
I’ll start with The Little Mermaid, which is the first movie I remember watching at a cinema.
Continue reading “Movies that have stuck with me over decades”
I have a lot of trouble recognising people, and it seriously interferes with my enjoyment of certain movies.
On a scale of 1 to 10, my ability to recognise people I’ve met before is beyond terrible.
At times this is inconvenient, like when I introduce myself to someone at a conference and they gently remind me that we’ve met at several conferences before. Same thing at meetings.
Fortunately I can smile sweetly, which usually stops them being too mad.
Look, it’s not my fault that all people look the same. They all have hair, except the ones who don’t. They all have faces, except the ones who don’t. And they all have a body, two arms, and two legs. Except the ones who don’t.
Continue reading “My inability to recognise people is ruining movies”
