Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Darn It

More snow and freezing rain. I'm not sure the kids want to be going to school well into July. Keep your fingers crossed....

Tamara

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Ramble from Phair

A special request tonight from phair.
On Begging

I don't approve of begging. It is frowned upon by my Irish heritage and the proper Bostonian environment I grew up around. However, begging is just what I've been doing for the last week and will continue to do for the foreseeable future. And, it is what I've come here to do as well.

I've not come to ask for something as transient as money or as fleeting as buyers for my book or support for my writing.

I've come, instead, to beg for hope.

You see, I received improbable, impossible, impractical news about my only sister seven days ago. It was at once joyous and terrifying. I felt my heart fly high with instant wonder then the icy tendrils of terror grabbed hold and I lingered for days on the brink on despair.

Despair is an unforgivable sin, in my father's faith and my mother's religion. I may be distant from those practices but not from the memories of what I was taught was right. And, what to do when I'm most afraid. After days of worry and sleepless nights, I found myself in a church; furious to be on my knees and relieved the building was open in the middle of a work day. There were little differences since the last time I was there: prayers written on cue cards for lapsed souls like mine and electric candles instead of smoke and wax to flicker pleas into life.

I took all I had to mutter, "Please, please, please, oh just please."

Will it work? I don't know which is better than just saying no. But, the result is not the point of this, I think. The story is not what I came here to say or to ask or to beg.

Hypocrite that I am, I've come to beg you to wish a wish for me. Wish for the courage to continue to hope come whatever may. And, not just for me but for you and us and they and them. In whatever tradition you have from your previous yous or whatever path you embrace today. Send a prayer, visit the sick, remember the dead, burn incense, go to temple, hug a tree, read a passage from a holy book, think 101 good thoughts, put a message in a bottle, create positive energy, smile, let somebody else go first, wave to a stranger, thank the mail carrier, be good to yourself, hug your kid one more time than you need to, send an email; help me be hopeful in this seemingly hopeless world.

If you don't, I won't know but if you do then I'd like to hear from you.

best,
phair


One thing I can say about this online world is that once times get tough for folks, goodness shines through. Show phair what that's all about. Join me in sending her our thoughts of hope.

Elisa

Monday, January 29, 2007

Recipe Night

Yippee! The post that won't go away from 1/25 netted us a keen recipe.
Hello. You said that you'd like some recipes, so here's one that I like, from a group that I've been collecting to give to my little brother (he's on his own for the first time). I first found it when someone mentioned clafouti in an uber story set in Australia and I got curious, so it's fitting. I don't remember the story title or author, though - sorry.

Cherry Clafouti

You can also make it with Peaches, Apricots, Blackberries, Pears.... Pretty much any soft fruit or mix of fruits. If you use another fruit, you may want to use a different liquor. Also, this one uses some milk, but the original uses heavy cream for all of the dairy. If you use canned instead of frozen or fresh cherries, you don’t need any Granulated Sugar - they're plenty sweet on their own because of the syrup. If you do use canned fruit, drain them for at least ten minutes into the sink - you may even want to rinse them briefly.

Ingredients

1 tablespoon Unsalted Butter
1 1/2 pounds Black Cherries, pitted
3 tablespoons All-Purpose Flour
Pinch of Salt
1/4 cup Granulated Sugar
4 large Eggs
2 large Egg Yolks
1 cup Milk
1 cup Heavy Cream
1 teaspoon Vanilla or Almond extract
3 tablespoons Kirsch or Amaretto
1/4 teaspoon Ground Cloves (optional, but really good)
Confectioners' Sugar, for dusting or Whipped Cream

Preparation Steps

Preheat oven to 375 F. Butter a 10-inch porcelain tart dish, fill with Cherries, and set aside. Sift Flour, Cloves and Salt together into a large bowl. Add Sugar (do not add any sugar if you used canned Cherries). Gradually mix in whole Eggs, then Egg Yolks, and then Milk and Cream. Add Vanilla or Almond extract and Kirsch or Amaretto; mix to combine. Pour the batter over the Cherries. Bake until puffed and browned, about 45 minutes. Let cool until warm; it will sink slightly. Dust with Confectioners' Sugar or top with Whipped Cream, or both, and serve.

egret


Sounds like what we call a cobbler. Anyone know of the uber where she found this interesting dish? Thank egret for sharing a recipe and enjoy the updates.

Tamara

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Tired

Amazingly enough the weekend is coming to a close and I'm tired still, how sad is that. Oh well. May you all have a dandy Monday.

Enjoy your updates tonight.

Elisa

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Ramble from Ze

Goody. I don't have to come up with words. Enjoy.
How Not to Ride a Motorcycle Lesson One - The Bungy

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Notes. Last October I wrote this small recollection of my very first motorcycle accident intending to send it in as a ramble. It was a funny accident, nobody was hurt and even the bike was relatively unscathed. However less than two weeks after writing this I was involved in another accident. This new one was not my fault and was fairly horrific. The bike was totalled and I was seriously injured. I'm recovering but it's a long, slow and painful road to recovery. Naturally it didn't seem appropriate to post this story right then. But it's too good a story not to share and now I'm recovering well, my bike will eventually be repaired, the pain is manageable and I will work again it feels ok to let you all have a read. So - without further ado I give you - The Bungy.
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'Twas Brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble...well actually it was a brilliant summer evening; the sun was shining brightly so I'd no excuse at all. I'd put my bike into gear and my brain into neutral. And I'd still like to know who half-inched my baked beans.

But I'm getting ahead of myself.

It was... a number of years ago... and no, I'm not going to be more specific. I was the proud owner of my very first motorcycle. A sweet little 175cc BSA Bantam. Well, me and the finance company owned it together. Six weeks of ownership and I was tootling to and from work on it and feeling very pleased with myself over how quickly I'd picked up the skill of riding.

What's that old proverb about pride??

I needed a few things from the supermarket and since I was working nearby I picked them up in my lunch-break. Sainsbury's didn't have any boxes handy (my preferred method of transporting shopping at the time) so I put everything into a carrier bag & returned to work.

Five o'clock and time to go home. I plonked the bag onto the rack at the back of the bike and bungied it in place with two elderly but serviceable bungies. I had a choice of routes home, both of them of course crossing the river. There was the 'old' road, narrow and winding and going through two villages or the new 'A' road - a modern long highway-come-bridge resembling the road that links the Florida Keys. Flash and concrete and edged with bean-sized railings on either side.

Bean-sized?? I hear you ask. Never fear gentle reader, continue, all will be revealed.

Anyway, there I was speeding across the long bridge in the direction of home when the bridge jumped into the air, flew over my head and landed behind me. At least, that was my initial impression as I lay there staring at the sky. A moment or two of calmer reflection brought the realisation that it was I who had done the somersault; bike going one way, me another and shopping a third. The bag distributed its contents far and wide.

Baked beans bounce!!

Well my tin did anyway. Twice. Before slipping neatly through the gap in the railings to disappear in a suicide plunge into the foamy depths below as I watched, helpless and horrified.

A loud squealing noise ripped my attention from the tragedy of my drowning dinner to take note of my immediate surroundings. I found myself admiring the pattern of tread on a tyre directly behind me. Don't buses seem to have big wheels when you're underneath them?? The humour of the situation hit me at this point and I dissolved into helpless laughter. Now nobody will ever be able to accuse me of having a lady-like laugh so the sound I made must have convinced the driver that I had been crushed and was howling in agony as he descended from his cab, sat down and proceeded to have a quiet nervous breakdown in the middle of the road.

The situation deteriorated further still with the arrival of a (very) young policeman who obviously entertained dreams of making a name for himself as the hero of a gory road accident. He was most disappointed to find me completely unhurt. But I think he thought I'd completely lost my marbles when I started climbing over the railings on the bridge. I tried to tell him that I just wanted to rescue my beans but he insisted on wresting me down from my 'suicide attempt', using far too much force and almost killed the pair of us by catapulting us underneath a truck.

By the time I'd convinced him I wasn't a grief-stricken lunatic trying to drown myself and soothe the poor truck driver who was softly weeping on the kerb, a kindly motorist had stopped, picked up the bike, gathered the remains of my shopping, found a small box to put it in and discovered the reason for my abrupt halt and abortive flying lesson.

One of the bungies had given up the ghost, the worn end by the hook had snapped loose and tension had done the rest. It had spun around on its other hook and carefully entangled itself in my rear wheel. It wasn't much use after that, resembling as it did a badly-gnawed grass snake.

By this time, surprisingly only about five minutes at most, traffic was starting to jam up behind us and drivers were becoming impatient. The young bobby decided that since nobody needed rescuing that he'd better clear the road. So I was persuaded to (reluctantly) abandon my beans and continue my journey home. It was a slow few miles because I had to keep stopping to laugh.

I went back the following morning to check and my beans were gone!! Cockles and whelks don't eat beans and can't use a tin-opener anyway so what I want to know is...who pinched my beans!!

Ze


Another thing to add to the shrine.... Take a little bit of time to thank Ze for rambling and enjoy the updates.

Tamara

Friday, January 26, 2007

Recipe Night

This one is from a co-worker of mine who gave me some of these for the holiday. They are darn tasty!

Cream Caramels Recipe

2 cups Sugar
1 3/4 cup Light Corn Syrup
2 cups Whipping Cream
1 cup Butter (real butter works better here)
1 tsp. Vanilla

Mix sugar, butter, syrup and 1 cup cream in fairly large saucepan. Bring to boil at medium heat and while still boiling, add slowly the remaining cup of cream, slowly enough that the mixture continues to boil. (This is called slacking back the batch.)

Continue boiling and stirring about 35-45 minutes until mixture forms a firm ball in cold water, between 245-248 degrees. Remove from stove, add vanilla, and pour into pans to set. Cut and wrap in waxed paper.

Now off to your updates, enjoy 'em.

Elisa

p.s. Sandra Barret is starting a monthly book giveaway at her site. The first one will begin February 1 and all it requires you to do is send Sandra an email and include a mention of where you heard about this book giveaway in the body of the email.

p.p.s.
Sadly Yahoo is officially having issues and all 6 (or 7) of the posts we made yesterday will arrive eventually.

Good News...we will only post today's to the Yahoo group once.

Sorry about that folks!

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Reminder....

E's planning on posting a recipe with her update tomorrow but she wanted me to mention that we're always looking for good recipes to share. That goes for rambles too. Have a book review you'd like to share? Hyping something fiction related? Send it our way.

Also don't forget that if you'd like to receive these updates in your email, we've got a nifty Yahoo group you can join. It's free and for updates only.

And finally, know of a site we should be checking? Please send it our way.

Tamara

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Routine

Looking for it again. Got any snappy words to share us or perhaps a nifty recipe? Let us know.

Until then, enjoy your updates.

Elisa

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Melt

Our snow and ice are slowly but surely melting. Yippee! The days have been sunny and mild and I'm hoping this is the last we see of icy Winter.

No word yet from the school district on how the kids are going to make up the snow days. Our district didn't build in any snow days this year so the kids have a total of six school days to make up. There's talk of no Spring Break this year, which would be a big bummer. I'm betting next year they'll build a couple of snow days into the school year.

Tamara

Monday, January 22, 2007

Monday Madness

Enjoy your updates. There are a lot of them.

Elisa

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Quiet and Snow Free

I'm happy to say the kids will be going to school tomorrow. We got a tiny bit of snow early evening yesterday but nothing that accumulated. My driveway and sidewalk are now ice free for the first time in a week.

Today has been a lazy one for us. We took mom to lunch for her birthday (it was actually last Sunday) and then came home. I'm washing clothes and the kids are watching a DVD. A pretty good end to a slippery week.

Enjoy the updates!

Tamara

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Thanks!

Those of you who sent good thoughts...it worked! Our predicted snowfall of 5 to 10 inches hasn't come to pass, at least in my middle section of Oklahoma. We've remained above freezing all day and have been getting lovely rain. Some of it freezing but it melts quickly. I'm very pleased. Looks like the kiddos will be heading back to school Monday.

Tamara

Friday, January 19, 2007

Rest and Relaxation

The weekend holds time on the beach for me and my daughter. Looking forward to the ease of beach combing and laying around reading a book. Hoping to recharge the batteries that are seriously out of whack from the lack of routine in one's life.

Odd how not just the holidays but the weather has created havoc with my schedule. My daughter has thoroughly enjoyed every one of the snow and ice days. I've enjoyed a few of them, but the ramifications and missed days of work have somehow created more work. Looking forward to getting back into gear.

Enough of my ramblings, may you all have a grand weekend. Enjoy your updates.

Elisa

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Snow!

We're supposed to get more this weekend. The big question is whether or not that will disrupt the public schools next week. This week has been a wash that's for sure. I've been with my children all week and I'm ready for them to go back to school. Send me your good thoughts....

Tamara

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Routines

I'm ready for mine to return. Holidays, wind, and snow have kept me from my usual boring days. I crave them to return. Oddly enough life is much easier when routines are in place. Mine seem to be completely locked away within the snow and ice that cover my roads.

Here is hoping for those boring days soon again.

May you all enjoy your updates.

Elisa

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Snow Days

Well, my weekend in was productive. We did manage to get out a bit on Sunday and while the streets were quiet the roads weren't too bad. Monday the kids were out of school and I drove to get my call sheets for the week then stopped at a park so they could slide down the hill on their sleds. The roads are passable but you definitely can't drive the speed limit on the side roads. Slower is better on those.

The kids were supposed to go back to school today but it was announced on the television last night that Putnam City Schools would be taking another snow day. I'm half expecting them to miss tomorrow as well. The district doesn't want to risk sending their buses on the side roads which still haven't cleared. We need a few days of warmer weather and sun for that to happen. Duncan is, of course, loving the no school thing. Cal claims to be loving it too but I think he's just copying his brother. Cal's little enough he loves going to Pre-K. He'll be happy when school starts up again I'm sure.

Currently our local weather is saying we've got a chance for more snow this weekend. I'm hoping not but I know kids all over the state are cancelling out my wish. Wonder if they'll be as happy when they realize they're likely to get a few days tacked on to the end of the school year to make up for snow day overages....

Tamara

Monday, January 15, 2007

Martin Luther King, Jr.

Today is an official holiday in the US. Today we honor a man and his dream--a mission to bring fairness and equality for all through Peace. He may not have been a perfect human being but he had something grand and sadly he was taken from the planet by those filled with the fear of it. We see that fear daily now, but I know the dream still exists.

Thinking about today's world makes me think MLK would be saddened by how far from that dream we have come. In the end I know he would still be there fighting for it with many of us behind him. Each one of us has a place holder on this planet. We may not change the world, but then again who knows. Perhaps each step we all take can create the necessary paths to finding lasting Peace for all of us on this planet that we share.

Here's hoping 2007 brings us steps in the right direction.

Now back to your regularly scheduled update.


Elisa

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Still Brrrrrr....

I shouldn't complain. Our winter has been incredibly mild until now. Most folks are staying in but after going out today I can say the roads aren't too bad. Granted if they were crowded with cars they'd be bad because many would drive stupidly. If you keep yourself to around 25 to 30 mph though you're good to go.

Yesterday we stayed in and I put a pot of ham and beans on. I also spent some time getting my desk area organized. I have this small sheep collection and Mike finally put up a shelf for them. This got the damn sheep off the shelves over my computer and I was able to put a small fraction of my action figures up. I'm sure many of you will look and say that it doesn't look small but keep in mind that my big closet in the computer room has seven bins of action figures. What can I say? I always wanted super-hero toys when I was a kid and they weren't available. Well, Mego dolls were but they were too pricey for me.

Here's a link to my blog entry showcasing pictures of my desk area and the sheep shelf if you're interested: www.flooby.com/2007/01/newly-tidy-long-view-of-desk-area.htm.

Tamara

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Friends or not?

The weather here has been record breaking cold over the last week or so and the snow still sits on the ground waiting for the thaw. It's gonna be there all weekend according to the weather reports and my thermostat out back.

All this cold has created an interesting feature in my back shed. Mind you this is a space split into two rooms. One has a washer, dryer, freezer and some storage for extra food items. The other space further back is huge and holds my bins of storage crap and a large area of tools (someday I will make a work bench there hopefully). Last night doing laundry I opened up the door and two bats flew past in lightning speed...very cool. However, later in the night I walked in to get my dried clothes from the dryer and noticed furry little things scampering across the floor. Then again this morning, bright and early, I popped in quickly to get some stuff. I opened the door to and entire fleet of those furry animals helping themselves to some cat food I had stored back there (no longer). These friends I don't really need. Here's hoping warmth returns soon and they all find their permanent living spaces once again and that it doesn't include my shed area.

Now back to the regularly scheduled programming. Enjoy your updates!

Elisa

Friday, January 12, 2007

Brrrrrr....

A lovely ice storm has hit my state today. Due to the bad weather hitting around 10 am, Cal's Pre-K class was cancelled (he goes at 12:30). I was subbing and just kept him with me for the rest of the day. The school was darn empty by lunch time. Many parents came up early and checked their kids out. Day Care centers picked up early because they were planning on closing early themselves. Teachers tripled up on classes and the hallways were soooo peaceful. All in all, it was an incredibly easy day of subbing.

Okay, enough of my blabbing. The ice continues to fall and I've got a long housebound weekend ahead. Wish me luck!

Tamara

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Ramble from Lara Zielinsky

You read it correctly. Two ramble nights in a row, yeah and thanks! Okie and I can always use the break. Now with no further fanfare another set of splendid words by Lara Zielinsky.
My own space

No. This is not about MySpace. Though I do have one. What this is about is "my space", having a personal space. To sit. To read. To write quietly.

Where I don't have to pick all my stuff up and pack it away because I'm done and I have to let the dining room table return to "dining ready" status. Or the corner desk at work where I have to remember to put everything back where I found it when I get up from lunch break. Or the corner table at a book store or library where I have in my writing bag some of what I need (but am missing something nevertheless) to write because there is no clear place anywhere else.

I have returned to the land of the "desked". Those who have a permanent place to have their things. I have a small bookshelf, a flat clear desk, a monitor and space to hold handwritten pages (over 30 of them) that I have composed since losing my laptop monitor some four months ago.

You never really get why having a desk is so important, until it's gone.

See, in addition to my laptop monitor cracking four months ago, my house has been undergoing renovations. The major thing to lose its place in the shuffle was my desk. I carried the bills to pay around in my bag. I carried my writings around in another bag. I caught computer time here and there, but it was never enough to catch up on the backlog.

But now I have back my own space. My own chair. My own ass in it, not a pile of someone else's books, papers or detritus.

I'm raising a glass of wine and toasting my success. Now to get to work getting all the last four months of backlog into the computer and out to the world.

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Lara Z
www.lzfiction.net


I totally agree with you Lara, one truly needs that space. Whether you write or not having your own space is something each of us should have.

Please thank these very nice folks who graciously ramble for us and, if you so desire, join them and send us your thoughts and comments.

Have a great night and enjoy the updates!

Elisa

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Ramble from Red Hope

Lucky you. Red Hope read E's words and sent a ramble. Keen.
I'm an older writer from the Xenaverse since May 23, 1999 and I remember those days when feedback was plentiful and writers (bards) were wild. Hardly any of us knew what publishing was but today many bards are well accomplished, published authors or they just faded into dust. For awhile there I thought maybe I was one of those dusty bards that many forgot. Recently, I've unshelved myself after I recalled why I was writing fanfiction. And I tell ya, it's been no easy task to catch up and wiggle back into this new generation of readers. Sometimes my thoughts ramble in my head and question whether trying to revive the classic Xena fanfiction really works today. Am I out of seasons like Xena?

And uber-who? I chuckled when I first heard that term. Yea, I've remolded Xena and Gabrielle into uber style versions, which was an adventure! What I do recall, above all, were the days before I was a Xena writer where I was a Melissa Good inspired just like many others, I bet. Yea, I was the kid at my high school that established the new rule where students had a printing limit. Oops! But it's the old bards I miss and I encourage the new bards like my friend, ScribingBard52, who I lovingly egg on to write more.

What else can I say? Hey I was here, I left, and I've returned. I've expanded to new universes like a lesbian Supergirl, Star Trek Voyager, and Law & Order SVU yet I still return to the classic Xena. Do you know the roots of a published, lesbian author? I bet plenty of them will proudly state femslash fiction from Xena, Star Trek, Buffy... etc. One truth still remains the same: where there are readers there are writers so when the readers go silent so do the writers.

And for my next trick, I find myself needing my readers' help as I try something new with Project Amazon. So thank you to all my readers that have stood beside me and I welcome any new ones to the challenge. May the classics never fade but continued to inspire the new.

Thank you to the gals at Uber Etc. for my soap box!

Your Rambler,
Lillian Hall a.k.a. Red Hope
redhope@redhope.net


Red Hope posts at many places but the best place to find her work is at her web site: www.redhope.net. Thank her for rambling by reading her work and giving feedback.

Tamara

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Wind, Rain, and Snow

Global what? I know my city (Seattle) is certainly not used to this type of weather. The crazy hot summer and now the nutso winter. I'm only hoping no trees visit my roof again. I'm still cutting up and clearing away the last one. Wind, sleet, and snow forecasted for the night. My daughter is looking forward to it a lot more than I.

Now enough of my ramble. Back to your regularly scheduled programming. Enjoy them!

Elisa

p.s. The Shatterstorm Productions FemSlash Advent Calendar: Dead of Winter 2006 winners have been announced.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Announcing Passion & Perfection's ~ Epic Proportions Challenge

Hype Time!
It's time for the first Passion and Perfection long story challenge. The full details of the Epic Proportions challenge can be found at www.ralst.com/EpicProportions.html.

Signups for the challenge will remain open until the due date (5th April), and all femslash fandoms and original stories are welcome (so long as they avoid the usual site squicks). Both regular site contributors and newcomers are also welcome.

If there are any questions you can contact me at ralst31@gmail.com

Here's hoping for lots of stories.

ralst


Very keen. You should all be chomping at the bit to read these loooong stories. One more bit of hype while I've got you here...a few of the creators behind the L Word have started a new web site OurChart.com. It looks interesting. Check it out if you get the chance.

Tamara

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Ramble from Mary

Yippee! Someone heard my plea for words. Thanks Mary!

I want to remind all lovers of lesfic and detective fic to check out Rose Beecham's (aka Jennifer Fulton's) Grave Silence and Sleep of Reason, featuring the aptly named undercover FBI agent Jude Devine, who gets to plumb the depths of human cruelty while on the lookout for provincial home-grown enemies of the US.

This has to be one of the most attractive butch-goddess heroines since J Redmann's irresistible Mickey Knight--physically imposing, vulnerable, fearless, tenderly empathetic, smart, wryly self-deprecating, reflective, and very very hot. The background to her investigations is the harsh majesty of the desert Southwest, an environment particularly suited to Fulton's characteristic touches of the supernatural, though here the very rigor of the elements keeps the action (and Jude's thirst for emotional connection) firmly tied to this-worldly phenomena--including Jude's frustrating on-again-off-again relationship with her prime object of desire.

Fulton is awfully good at bringing the sympathetic characters to life with deliberately oblique touches--both in the physical descriptions and the psychological observations. We glimpse Jude and the other characters--and feel the distinctive rhythm of their emotions--as if in passing, but the cumulative impression they make is complex, indelible.

For those readers like myself who crave a balance between procedural action and romance, but do not particularly require blow-by-blow sex scenes to get turned on by the romance, Fulton is in top form in these two books. I find them tighter and more vivid than her Moon Island series, perhaps because Jude herself is such a compellingly 3-dimensional figure, and the challenges she faces (drawn from the scary headlines of an America that that has been relegated to the periphery of national attention) are so dire. I like it when Fulton keeps a steady focus on one protagonist and one main narrative--it seems to bring out her strengths as a writer.

Mary


Nifty a review from a reader. I like that. Let Mary know what you thought. And Mary, thanks for sharing your thoughts.

Now on to your updates, enjoy 'em.

Elisa

p.s. The Academy's Bard Challenge #16: Solstice from A to Xe has ended. Check out the participants' stories and be sure to feed them.