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Liz A. Vogel
30 July 2019 @ 01:40 pm
That trick where you unplug a laptop and hold the power button down for 30 seconds to clear a locked-up-won't-boot machine is a fscking miracle cure. My only qualm is that the last time I did it, the laptop in question kicked its little heels up in the air shortly thereafter.

I'm really hoping this was just a temporary aberration on Skippy's part, and not an early sign of some horrible problem. Given that the last thing he did before going doorstop last night was show me a picture of a Moscow subway station (gorgeous, btw) and ask me if I liked it, I'm tempted to blame the KGB. ;-)




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Liz A. Vogel
30 July 2019 @ 12:41 am
'Cause it ain't over til you're home.Collapse )

We're doing it again next year.




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Liz A. Vogel
23 July 2019 @ 09:43 pm
More on Narrativity, which was, yes, awesome.Collapse )




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Liz A. Vogel
23 July 2019 @ 09:38 pm
I stuffed myself full of sushi last night, so I finally feel recovered enough to write this. Sushi is magical that way.


The problem with writing a con report is that if the con is good, you're too busy to do it during, and too exhausted to do it after.

Narrativity was a really good con.

And I can say that without feeling like I'm tooting my own horn, because what made it so good was our attendees. We got such great people! They were smart, and insightful, and engaged, and really excited to talk story for three days. We had a lot of fantasy and SF writers, of course, but we also had people doing historical, and erotica, and poetry, and all sorts of stuff. And we had visual artists, and musicians, and editors and readers and people from lots of different perspectives. And everybody seemed committed to learning and sharing and having a good time.

Me, personally, I had a blast.Collapse )




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Liz A. Vogel
17 July 2019 @ 10:49 am
There's nothing like cats to bring you back to normal after a convention. They don't care that you had a fantastic time and your brain is stuffed full of new thoughts; they also don't care that you're exhausted because you were basically having too much fun to sleep for five days. "You! Human! Get up and be interesting! Pet us, feed us, let us outside. What do you think we keep you for?"

Narrativity was terrific. More on that later.




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Liz A. Vogel
02 July 2019 @ 11:03 am
The program book is at the printers, the cookies are in progress, and my living room is full of con supplies. It's looking like this thing is really happening!

If you're interested in getting in on the fun, remember the current registration price has been extended through July 8.


And to all those who are waiting on replies from me on non-convention matters: I apologize for being such a slug. I *will* get back to you, but it may be after Bastille Day.




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Liz A. Vogel
25 June 2019 @ 11:52 pm
What first presented as pancreatitis turned out to be cancer, all tangled up with her liver and non-operable. So we've been spoiling her as much as possible, and today we gave her as peaceful an end as we could.

Tria always was our problem child; she couldn't get along with other cats, and for the last nine years she's been separated off in her own room. But she was a sweet cat to people, friendly and fond of licking noses. And I really do think she was happier off in her own room than sharing the house with other felines, especially since the housemate slept in there with her. Between that, and going outside to run and climb and chase things, she had a pretty good life.

She had a good day today, with much petting and as much special food and treats as we could tempt her to eat, and a last wander around outside in the fresh air and sunshine with both her humans in attendance. And when it was time to go, she went out in her own room, in the housemate's arms.

We buried her out back, where there's a nice view of the pond, under one of the trees she liked to climb. She loved it out there.

Goodbye, TriaPet. It hasn't always been a smooth ride, but I'm glad eleven years ago you picked our tree to get "stuck" in.




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Liz A. Vogel
10 June 2019 @ 07:37 pm
My shoulder is mostly recovered. But you know what turns out to still be excruciatingly painful? Typing quickly and for any length of time on my "writing" laptop in my usual writing-in-bed position.

Yeah, that sucks.

Still, I did manage to type up the "flash" story I hand-scribbled at last week's writer thing, in small increments. Am moderately pleased with it, for what it is. Still needs a title*, and I'd love a technical beta on whether you can really do that with a car battery, but hey, story.


*I am more tempted than I should be to call it "A Flash in the Park", but (a) I'm not sure how many folks would get it, and (b) it's not really a horrible-pun sort of story.




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Liz A. Vogel
09 June 2019 @ 08:12 pm
How about a day that starts at 1:30 in the morning with what sounds like a bomb going off behind the house?

I jerked awake to what sounded like an explosion, and looked out back to blazing orange shooting into the sky behind the garage. Threw on clothes, grabbed flashlight, and extremely cautiously went back to discover a sizable chunk of tree down right on the electric pole. No downed wires, and the power was still on, but it was raining fat orange sparks. Hoo boy.

So I phoned it in (had to report it as a downed wire, because DTE's stupid automated system doesn't have an option for "the wire's still up, but you guys might want to get out here and deal with this ASAP"), and then sat up reading and periodically checking out back to make sure there still wasn't a fire. About 3:00 am, the beep of a utility truck heralded DTE's arrival on scene. Luckily the guy was on shift anyway and wasn't fussed about the inaccurate report. Apparently, what I heard and saw wasn't the branch itself hitting, but the power company's automatic response of sending a surge through the lines to try to blow off whatever had landed on them. "Looks like the world's biggest firework?" "Yep." Which, well, let's just say it's a good thing it's still very wet back there.

(It actually was kind of cool, now that I know the house isn't going to burn down.)

So then he phoned it in, and 9:00 am brought three utility trucks and a pickup, the inhabitants of which all went back, said "Yeah, that's a branch on the pole," and called the actual tree crew. Who eventually arrived, sent one guy up the tree like a monkey with a chainsaw, and chopped the offending former tree-top into firewood and brush.

And then they all went away, and everything was fine, and the worst effect was that we had to reset the clocks after they turned off the power so the guy could clear the line.

Can't say I'm particularly sorry that the planned mailbox project got rained out just after they left. Because maybe five hours cumulative sleep plus heavy physical labor is not the world's best combination.




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Liz A. Vogel
06 June 2019 @ 10:45 pm
Any day that starts with a police siren in the front yard is not likely to be a good day.

Somebody put their car off the road into the yard. Or rather, they left the pavement a hundred or so feet up the road, shattered the timber-and-packed-earth berm that forms the side of the front flower bed, snapped the 4x6 mailbox post like kindling, knocked loose the landscape timber bordering the other side of the driveway, gouged a foot-deep trough in the ground beside the neighbor's driveway, crashed into the rock-pile on the other side of that (tumbling aside a rock that had to weigh 150 pounds), and took out ten feet of old, long-established lilacs.

Whether a tie rod broke or the driver just zoned out and lost control depends on who you ask. I don't really care; neither lessens the astounding amount of work I just acquired. Especially the mailbox; digging out the remains of the post -- and the 80 pounds of concrete it's set in -- is going to be a sonuvabitch. Whatever the proximate cause, given the amount of damage and the total absence of skid marks, I find it hard to believe the driver was going anything like the speed limit, and she certainly never hit her brakes.

So I spent the whole day today doing the "easy" repairs, like filling and reshaping the torn-up lawn, and transplanting flowers that got ground aside but not entirely destroyed. Balloon flowers are tough customers, let me tell you. This weekend, the housemate and I will get to rebuild the flower bed, and replace the mailbox. Oh joy.

This was *supposed* to be the day I took the kitten for his adoption-day celebratory walk, but instead he spent the morning hiding in the housemate's bed. There were scary noises in his yard! And strange people in his driveway! Oh noes!

I'm actually more annoyed about that than about the damage.

And I'm pretty annoyed about the damage, or more specifically, the several days I'm going to lose to dealing with it. Because it's not like I had days just sitting around waiting for something to fill them.




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