Lilith Langtree’s – Chaos Magic

Archive for November, 2009

Can you freakin’ believe it?

Maybe there is a higher power out there.

Today, this morning actually, there was a power surge and my surge protector decide to say ‘fuck it, no more’ and let it through, thus frying my laptop of many years. Don’t worry, I had everything backed up as of last week, so very little was lost.

I had to use a public computer to send out a few emails notifying some people just in case I didn’t make it back for awhile. So, I didn’t leave a message here, BC, etc. for obvious reasons.

Much Ado

(shaking head) Another meltdown is happening at the old stomping grounds.  Which always reminds me why I left FM in the first place. The hate-filled abuse that it lobbed around without a care in the world and nobody doing anything about it.

The fuss? A story with a child rape scene masked as a set up for TG plotline.

The solution? Scream bloody murder until it’s removed.

The fallout? Call the people that say it’s censorship, pedophiles.

Was it censorship, yep. Was it justified, yep. Was it preventable, yep. Do both sides in the argument have a valid reason for their statements, mostly.

More news.

The Center is moving along. No worries.

Just got word back last night. The author I am working with for the anthology really likes the last draft I sent of the story.  He actually suggested for me to write something else for the anthology, and then go back and turn the short story into a novel.

I squeeed again.

I have time though. If I’m turning this into a novel then I want to do it right, with a nice outline so I don’t produce any gaping plot holes.  So, I’ll do that between episodes of my stories.

Cho, The Money Project, and Ladyboys

Now this is more like it!

The latest Cho-Ri story garnered much less than expected since the overwhelming response I received on the first one.
I was expecting “I Am Like Water” to be the bomb, but it was the opposite. I still received a few really nice comments and a decent amount of hits, but it’s already hit the skids.

I’m still going to write at least one more for a Christmas story, and then close the project if it doesn’t do any better.

Catagory: ‘Holy Crap, Batman!’

If you heard a really high pitched sound or maybe your dog started barking… that was me Sqeeeeeing.

A published author (published by a decent publishing house) that I have been on decent terms with for the last year just emailed me and wants to include one of my stories in an anthology that he’s making. The publisher has already given the okay on the project and I need to mainstream a story, I dunno which one yet.

He knows that I want to enter into mainstream and is cutting me a break, basically.

Hurricane Ida

Just in case everyone forgot, I live in Mississippi. They are now projecting the hurricane to pass directly over my house. Isn’t that nice.

Don’t worry, it’s a mild one. So maybe we might lose power for a short time. More likely I’ll lose satellite signal, so that will knock me off line. If I don’t show up for a few days, that’s why. I live in a very secure house. So, I’m safe.

After The Center.

Since I’m approaching the end of “The Center”, and since I have a raging migraine today (That means I can’t concentrate long enough to write well) I’ve been pondering what to write next.

I went back and looked at the unfinished lot. Meh, not right now.

With Jason’s desire to become a Vietnamese girl in “The Center” I thought about how there aren’t really a whole lot of “other” races in TG fic. Most ‘cultural change’ wind up being black or mexican.