<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991</id><updated>2011-12-30T17:45:32.597-05:00</updated><category term='character letters'/><category term='journal'/><category term='fanfic'/><title type='text'>Liz's Looming Lunacy</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0WgAAAOUb9gVczKyKKWMDliQlm44o0J*mc61Y66CaO7O2l9vPPVufWO0hysGYbG8Uir8QvZWR9xeXY*UjMvYIwzT6B1xZS58lOBU94g2RDFSrQRksvX4VZUrlsTLAkCGQlXpModPFXbg/Ensley_Family%5B2%5D.JPG?dc=4675527562725801493" border=5&gt;&lt;br&gt;An author trying to find her place in the world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0SQD7AmoWKj!2defAAr0A!sLKHeDLv1JrLVc8A0LP9KVocH6YzXYB49aMIMkmdh5DkZpgJoiHdqzOdZKmhL62v*T6Rg!DHv0Ow!!lyG3L2XLvM8ohwcCQcg/Liz.JPG?dc=4675527561890223559"&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-3667819624659441252</id><published>2011-12-24T08:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T08:19:26.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>Too bad Aeris is so skittish. Otherwise, I probably would take my neighbor's cat for a while - but I'd probably never be able to find a home for it, and I need to keep The Felnie Wonder happy. She got $25 from me to take the cab to Social Services and she had to go into emergency housing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-3667819624659441252?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/3667819624659441252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=3667819624659441252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3667819624659441252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3667819624659441252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2011/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-3038280236080356800</id><published>2011-12-21T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T10:53:30.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfic'/><title type='text'>General to-be-read later"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;...When my eyes don't hurt as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/2752%22?view_adult=true"&gt;Taniwha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; (fanfic) Moby Dick, from Queequeg's perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-3038280236080356800?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ambrmerlinus.livejournal.com/291469.html' title='General to-be-read later&quot;...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/3038280236080356800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=3038280236080356800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3038280236080356800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3038280236080356800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2011/12/general-to-be-read-later.html' title='General to-be-read later&quot;...'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-867879987132908115</id><published>2011-08-03T10:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T10:39:07.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NetFlix</title><content type='html'>NetFlix: please add a way to contact you via email. I have seasons one and two (partially watched) of Torchwood on my queue, and I notice that at least part of season 3 is available. I also notice that I cannot add these new episodes to my queue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and please, stop asking me for my credit card number or cell phone number on Facebook. I refuse to give out the former, and I am not in possession of the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-867879987132908115?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blog.netflix.com/' title='NetFlix'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/867879987132908115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=867879987132908115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/867879987132908115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/867879987132908115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2011/08/netflix.html' title='NetFlix'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-8983048920158587916</id><published>2010-09-14T11:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T11:29:53.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I laugh, I scoff at spammers!</title><content type='html'>Spambots know nothing. If they did, then they would realize that I moderate comments, and mark "Spam" as "Spam".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Now I need to get a can of Spam, some cloves and brown sugar. It makes a passable baked, ham-like entrée for a single person. That, string beans, and potatoes. Meal deal. Speaking of which, I'm going to make lunch. Baked hot dogs on buns, with cheese. Open the buns, slice the dog right down the center (not the barking variety, you peons, but the pre-packaged variety), and maybe some cheese. They turn out very well at 450 degrees, baked, for 5-8 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still pondering the opener for the rewrite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-8983048920158587916?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/8983048920158587916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=8983048920158587916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8983048920158587916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8983048920158587916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-laugh-i-scoff-at-spammers.html' title='I laugh, I scoff at spammers!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-3206737238130384646</id><published>2010-08-17T13:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:45:12.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>When a "relationship" dissolves without the other person telling you, until months after, that their feelings towards you have changed; they're essentially lying to you. At least, that's how it feels. Maybe you can remain friends with them; but you still feel betrayed: and you wonder, can you ever trust them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life goes on, and one must adapt to altered circumstance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-3206737238130384646?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/3206737238130384646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=3206737238130384646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3206737238130384646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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(A:TLA)'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-3019902754469538393</id><published>2007-09-21T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T09:17:03.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea House of the March Moon | Gaia Online</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=8047631&amp;amp;page=12"&gt;Tea House of the March Moon | Gaia Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-3019902754469538393?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Hines - Spam on A Stick - by Elizabeth Anne'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-4132306139090268514</id><published>2007-09-20T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T19:35:03.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexds1's Sketchjournal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alexds3.livejournal.com/"&gt;Alexds1's Sketchjournal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-4132306139090268514?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alexds3.livejournal.com/' title='Alexds1&apos;s Sketchjournal'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/4132306139090268514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=4132306139090268514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4132306139090268514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4132306139090268514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/alexds1s-sketchjournal.html' title='Alexds1&apos;s Sketchjournal'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-3642513851260497215</id><published>2007-09-20T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T19:34:04.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: Index</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chavahoffman.com/phpBB/index.php"&gt;Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: Index&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! All these bookmarks, because I'm getting a new system tomorrow! EEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-3642513851260497215?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://chavahoffman.com/phpBB/index.php' title='Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: Index'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/3642513851260497215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=3642513851260497215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3642513851260497215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3642513851260497215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekend-novelists-wen-index.html' title='Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: Index'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-4199624800630499723</id><published>2007-09-20T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:46:34.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazette Gifford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lazette.net/"&gt;Lazette Gifford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NaNo for the New and the Insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site created and maintained by Lazette Gifford&lt;br /&gt;All content Copyright © 2005, 2006, 2007  Lazette Gifford. All rights reserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-4199624800630499723?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lazette.net/' title='Lazette Gifford'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/4199624800630499723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=4199624800630499723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4199624800630499723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4199624800630499723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/lazette-gifford.html' title='Lazette Gifford'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-8656356788887174504</id><published>2007-09-19T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:34:15.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: View topic - Spam on a Stick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chavahoffman.com/phpBB/viewtopic.php?p=800#800"&gt;Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: View topic - Spam on a Stick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-8656356788887174504?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://chavahoffman.com/phpBB/viewtopic.php?p=800#800' title='Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: View topic - Spam on a Stick'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/8656356788887174504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=8656356788887174504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8656356788887174504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8656356788887174504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekend-novelists-wen-view-topic-spam.html' title='Weekend Novelists (WEN) :: View topic - Spam on a Stick'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-6897550368009839745</id><published>2007-09-19T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:53:27.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha Wells -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marthawells.livejournal.com/131982.html"&gt;Martha Wells -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-6897550368009839745?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://marthawells.livejournal.com/131982.html' title='Martha Wells -'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/6897550368009839745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=6897550368009839745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/6897550368009839745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/6897550368009839745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/martha-wells.html' title='Martha Wells -'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-7839652489736230710</id><published>2007-09-19T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T12:40:25.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YouTube - Broadcast Yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=LeftHandersClub&amp;amp;p=r"&gt;YouTube - Broadcast Yourself.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-7839652489736230710?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=LeftHandersClub&amp;p=r' title='YouTube - Broadcast Yourself.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/7839652489736230710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=7839652489736230710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/7839652489736230710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/7839652489736230710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/youtube-broadcast-yourself.html' title='YouTube - Broadcast Yourself.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-8858968820514004718</id><published>2007-09-16T12:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:00:25.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: Sometimes, It's Just So Easy To Get Stuck ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-family: courier new,monospace;" size="4"&gt;I do not remember ever visiting the site, but I went there and liked the affirmations. I figured it was worth hanging on to, but I don&amp;#39;t think it suits LinksAPlenty, which I&amp;#39;ve tried to make over for writing links. This relates for the mental fortitude that we writers must strive for in ourselves, in order ot work; but it is applicable to more than writing. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;---------- Forwarded message ----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;From: &lt;b class="gmail_sendername"&gt;Sunny Hills, Maui Hawaii&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;Date: Sep 16, 2007 2:49 AM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;09-16-2007&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hi Elizabeth&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes, it&amp;#39;s just so easy to get stuck ...&lt;br&gt;to be stopped by the smallest of things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;GO HERE TO GET AFFIRMATION #41 of 105:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunnythoughts.com/105/041n452.htm"&gt; http://www.sunnythoughts.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunnythoughts.com/105/041n452.htm"&gt;/105/041n452.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have A Super Day!&lt;br&gt;~Sunny :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunny Hills, Maui, Hawaii&lt;br&gt;The Affirmations Genius (TM)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; P.O. Box 1093&lt;br&gt;Lahaina, HI 96767&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Want To Tell Me What You Think Of My Work?&lt;br&gt;To Report On Your Improvements &amp;amp; Progress,&lt;br&gt;Go HERE:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ezzvs"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/ezzvs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;THE PARASITORIUM II: PARASITIC SANDS&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/643131"&gt;http://www.lulu.com/content/643131&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/snapes_angel"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/snapes_angel &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is rare for a moose to kidnap a bank president.&lt;br&gt;- Janet Elaine Smith&lt;br&gt;BANK ROLL: A MAX STRYKER MYSTERY&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2url.org?43174"&gt;http://2url.org?43174&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-8858968820514004718?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/8858968820514004718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=8858968820514004718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8858968820514004718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8858968820514004718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/fwd-sometimes-its-just-so-easy-to-get.html' title='Fwd: Sometimes, It&apos;s Just So Easy To Get Stuck ...'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-2999037052618456658</id><published>2007-09-09T01:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:48:09.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprint Record #1</title><content type='html'>Sprint #1: 0484 words, 02 pages.&lt;br&gt;Sprint #2: 0991 words, 04 pages.&lt;br&gt;Sprint #3: 1619 words, 07 pages&lt;br&gt;Sprint #4: 2000 words, 8 pages.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;The yellowed &amp;quot;Going Out of Business&amp;quot; sign, frayed and crackled, seemed as if it would crumble into dust if you breathed on it. Most of the storefronts shared the same dilapidation. &lt;br&gt;- Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;Shadow Play&lt;br&gt;THE PARASITORIUM II:&lt;br&gt;PARASITIC SANDS&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/643131"&gt;http://www.lulu.com/content/643131&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is rare for a moose to kidnap a bank president. &lt;br&gt;- Janet Elaine Smith&lt;br&gt;BANK ROLL: A MAX STRYKER MYSTERY&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2url.org?43174"&gt;http://2url.org?43174&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-2999037052618456658?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/2999037052618456658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=2999037052618456658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/2999037052618456658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/2999037052618456658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/09/sprint-record-1.html' title='Sprint Record #1'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-3623514620431424374</id><published>2007-06-24T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:54:43.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>History Channel Thing</title><content type='html'>On the History Channel, they were talking about the Antichrist. They went "Here he comes," and I continued;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkin' down the street&lt;br /&gt;He gets the funniest looks from&lt;br /&gt;Everyone he meets&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, he's the Antichrist&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cspan class\u003dsg\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;-- \u003cbr\&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley\u003cbr\&gt;It is rare for a moose to kidnap a bank president.\u003cbr\&gt;- Janet Elaine Smith\u003cbr\&gt;BANK ROLL: A MAX STRYKER MYSTERY\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\n&amp;quot;Detail makes the difference between boring and terrific writing. It&amp;#39;s the difference between a pencil sketch and a lush oil painting. As a writer, words are your paint. Use all the colors.&amp;quot;\u003cbr\&gt;- Rhys Alexander, Writing Gooder, 12-09-05\n\u003c/span\&gt;",0] ); D(["ce"]);  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span class="sg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-3623514620431424374?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/3623514620431424374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=3623514620431424374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3623514620431424374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/3623514620431424374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/06/history-channel-thing.html' title='History Channel Thing'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-2051869102876475440</id><published>2007-05-17T20:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:31:06.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why go for an existing song? Why not a new one? Growl. WIP</title><content type='html'>Republicans and Democrats, they rarely get along&lt;br&gt;We need a new example to teach them to get along&lt;br&gt;The Fathers of our country, in another regal snit&lt;br&gt;No matter how they angle it, the pieces never fit&lt;br&gt;We need a different symbol, and the start of something new &lt;br&gt;To aid our fresh recovery, we need a different view&lt;br&gt;To keep our country brave and strong, our hopes and dreams all free&lt;br&gt;We need a different President, say, Clinton Hillary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;#&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They are talking about Hillary Clinton&amp;#39;s campaign song. We have had enough of Fathers running the country. What we need now is a true Mother of our country. And yes, I know her detractors will say that she&amp;#39;s a real Mother, but what&amp;#39;s wrong with that? Soemtimes you need a Mother to get things done. &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;It is rare for a moose to kidnap a bank president.&lt;br&gt;- Janet Elaine Smith&lt;br&gt;BANK ROLL: A MAX STRYKER MYSTERY &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-2051869102876475440?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/2051869102876475440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=2051869102876475440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/2051869102876475440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/2051869102876475440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-go-for-existing-song-why-not-new.html' title='Why go for an existing song? Why not a new one? Growl. WIP'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-8517912928999967703</id><published>2007-05-17T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:16:54.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Build Your Own Computer Tips</title><content type='html'>I signed for the newsletter. I was looking for a kit you could buy to assemble one at home, but this might be the next best thing. ;-) With my computer woes, I need all the tips and tricks I can get. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say to &lt;a href="http://www.build-your-own-computer-tips.com/thanks.html"&gt;read this entire page&lt;/a&gt;, it's important but that's only when they send you there, after signing for the newsletter thing. Forum info. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-8517912928999967703?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.build-your-own-computer-tips.com/thanks.html' title='Build Your Own Computer Tips'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/8517912928999967703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=8517912928999967703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8517912928999967703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8517912928999967703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/05/build-your-own-computer-tips.html' title='Build Your Own Computer Tips'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-4707510071998887635</id><published>2007-04-20T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T16:54:17.052-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character letters'/><title type='text'>Character Development Exercises</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Your protagonist and antagonist  are each required to write a letter of introduction for your reader, describing themselves, their goals and motivations, and you. (This exercise gives you valuable insight into the way your characters think about and describe themselves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Letter the First (Protagonist)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Greetings, Elizabeth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The dreams, though they have decreased in frequency, seem to have increased, with intent to my father. You should well think that I would be over them, and him, by now: but at times it's all Sunshine can do to comfort me in those diminutive hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Perhaps as a counterpoint to this, we have had a visitor from Keyon. He was part of the skirmish that out Freylissian army fought two days ago, with the enemies' side; but you have to feel as sorry for him, as for our side.It's those accursed brigands, who feel as if they own the woodsland between our kingdoms.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If there were only some way to negotiate a truce, for the purpose of routing out the brigands, perhaps it would open a path towards peace between out realms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day, madam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Freylissian hostage who ran on to our lands the other day has been most uncooperative.  I think that His Majesty entertains the idea of using him to negotiate a minor truce to route this—distraction—and get back to the serious business of warfare. Freylissia is a strategic location from which to expand out base of operations and defense. We can use it for a satellite and an addition to take charge of the front on other kingdoms. They also have resources that we lack, and that are sorely needed if we are to continue to thrive and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've gone to the Celestial Chamber a lot for meditation upon our difficulties. It contains portraits of all the older kings of the realm, plus their souls, which are ensorcelled into carnelian stones. There is a pair for each king, actually. the left of each pair contains the soul of the  king who was magicked into it before being lost to death, and its opposite is the control which ensures that the soul of its respective king will return to its sto0ne, rather than overshadow the  soul of the person possessed by the soul, when it is released from its bounds.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If there was only a way to call the soul back after death, in much the same fashion: we could recall old allies that way, ones who might not like the directions in which their countries currently lead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-4707510071998887635?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pgtc.com/~slmiller/characterexercises.htm' title='Character Development Exercises'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/4707510071998887635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=4707510071998887635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4707510071998887635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4707510071998887635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/04/character-development-exercises.html' title='Character Development Exercises'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-7045147711028962065</id><published>2007-03-24T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T14:36:58.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Steps to Writing A Synopsis</title><content type='html'>I'm posting this link here, so that I can find it more easily again. yes, I know, that's what I have LinksAPlenty for. I'm still working on maintaining order. *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-7045147711028962065?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.vivianbeck.com/writing/5_steps_to_writing_a_synopsis.htm' title='Five Steps to Writing A Synopsis'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/7045147711028962065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=7045147711028962065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/7045147711028962065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/7045147711028962065'/><link rel='alternate' 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Around&apos;'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-7797446250135048025</id><published>2007-03-22T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:38:20.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worlds of Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.worldsofimagination.com/"&gt;Worlds of Imagination&lt;/a&gt;I'll have to check this site out at more leisure, but it looks like it can be a good resource, and not only for the gamer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Fresh'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-87960340874472995</id><published>2007-03-09T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:52:54.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All about writing: The Rule of Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://write101.blogspot.com/2004/12/rule-of-three.html"&gt;All about writing: The Rule of Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-87960340874472995?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-5421176595758787105</id><published>2007-02-06T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:53:00.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Review] BEAR DAUGHTER by Judith Berman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/"&gt;The Free Dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;big&gt;From The Desk of Liz Ensley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is the review--comments are welcome. It's the first time I've written anything like this in twenty-five years. ;-)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Cloud has spent the first twelve years of her life as a bear, the happy daughter of a human woman called Thrush, and a bear father, called Lord Stink, who is one of the First People. The book opens at some point after her stepfather, Lord Rumble, has killed, and eaten the heart of, her father, and taken her mother for his woman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A lot of people are surprised that Cloud became human. No one expected it. Cloud's lost her memories, too. The only things she remembers are glimpsed in dreams and images. There's an empty place in her, one that no food will fill. Her mother's forced to reject her, and Lord Rumble wants to kill her. I mean, what's a girl to do, but run away from home when her stepfather tries to kill her?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thus begins Cloud's journey, a travel among and between the mortal and immortal worlds, in a search to find the bones of her father and brothers, and take them to the Edge of the World so that they can be born anew, even though she doesn't quite feel up to the task laid before her. It is a journey where she will learn to accept herself, her origins, and embrace both her past, and her future, while trying to learn how to live as a human girl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With Native American mythology as its base, Cloud's story engages you from the beginning, as you follow her quest, which is as much coming to terms with who and what she is, as to save the spirits of her father and brothers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On a more focused level, this is a story about one young woman's struggle to come to terms with herself, a voyage of discovery to find out who she is, what is her purpose in life, to stretch and surpass her limits. It is a story of acceptance, and self-acceptance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And, quite frankly, it's a good read.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bear Daughter is available on AMAZON.COM, and can also be found at, or requested by, your local bookseller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-5421176595758787105?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www2.blogger.com/posts.g?blogID=34854725' title='[Review] BEAR DAUGHTER by Judith Berman'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/5421176595758787105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=5421176595758787105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/5421176595758787105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/5421176595758787105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/02/review-bear-daughter-by-judith-berman.html' title='[Review] BEAR DAUGHTER by Judith Berman'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-1642402949341795715</id><published>2007-02-02T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T01:54:35.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parasitorium: Parasitic Sands</title><content type='html'>AN EXCERPT FROM MY STORY, SHADOW PLAY:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Frank let Gazelle drag him into the dark alley between the Celtic Bar and her father's mall. All things considered, it was a small price to pay for being engaged to an heiress and the wealthiest girl in town. Not that she wasn't a looker, though that helped; the point was that she had money and he didn't, not until after the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The storefront looked like the shop had been abandoned for years. The yellowed "Going Out of Business" sign, frayed and crackled, seemed as if it would crumble into dust if you breathed on it. Most of the storefronts shared the same dilapidation. No wonder they were condemned. The hand-scrawled sign over the door read "Granny's Place." From what little he saw past the sign and the boards, the store had been closed for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Are you sure it's open?" Frank asked. "This place looks like it's been closed for years."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Peggy told me about it." Gazelle smiled at him and put her hand on the doorknob. It seemed to open even before she turned the knob. She drew him behind her into the shop before he had a chance to take a breath. The door closed behind them with a final click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is one of nineteen tales of terror at the beach, available in the anthology. For more information, visit Lulu.com. http://www.lulu.com/content/643131&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-1642402949341795715?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/1642402949341795715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=1642402949341795715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/1642402949341795715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/1642402949341795715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/02/parasitorium-parasitic-sands.html' title='The Parasitorium: Parasitic Sands'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-4284876763140734147</id><published>2007-01-29T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:38:22.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating Fantasy Worlds - One Of Us Creative Writing Workshop, Features</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oneofus.co.uk/features/creating_fantasy_worlds.htm"&gt;Creating Fantasy Worlds - One Of Us Creative Writing Workshop, Features&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-4284876763140734147?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.oneofus.co.uk/features/creating_fantasy_worlds.htm' title='Creating Fantasy Worlds - One Of Us Creative Writing Workshop, Features'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/4284876763140734147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=4284876763140734147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4284876763140734147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4284876763140734147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/01/creating-fantasy-worlds-one-of-us.html' title='Creating Fantasy Worlds - One Of Us Creative Writing Workshop, Features'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-850643238950271879</id><published>2007-01-29T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:40:40.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>SFWA &lt;a href="http://www.sfwa.org/writing/"&gt;TOC About Writing&lt;/a&gt; linkage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-850643238950271879?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sfwa.org/writing/' title='Writing'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/850643238950271879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=850643238950271879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/850643238950271879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/850643238950271879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/01/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-2110517012841085248</id><published>2007-01-29T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:35:20.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Jordan - tips on fantasy writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.writing.co.nz/writing/fantasy.htm"&gt;Robert Jordan - tips on fantasy writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's useful enough, and is also an endorsement of FD (Fast Draft), where you write twenty pages per day, come Hades or High Water, for two weeks (or until you finish your first draft). Just write it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-2110517012841085248?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.writing.co.nz/writing/fantasy.htm' title='Robert Jordan - tips on fantasy writing'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/2110517012841085248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=2110517012841085248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/2110517012841085248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/2110517012841085248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/01/robert-jordan-tips-on-fantasy-writing.html' title='Robert Jordan - tips on fantasy writing'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-8102305632064340354</id><published>2007-01-29T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T10:23:52.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Day, Revisited</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Trackback to the original post is above. The wireless worked for a short time. However, now we're connected via cable from one to another computer, as well as via Cablevision. This is the way life works.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I need to get dressed, too. I'm the adult: and someone has to handle the lease. Well, technically, Terror's an adult too, now: but I'm stil lthe H-o-H here. Not that I am a perfect, H-o-H, far from it: but I am the &lt;i&gt;responsible&lt;/i&gt; adult in the flat, lol. Yes, the responsible one, sad to say. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anyway, even if there's no true fiscal recompense for them, I have two stories out. One is in &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/643131"&gt;The Parasitorium: Parasitic Sands&lt;/a&gt;, avail;able in either paperback form for around $18-19 or as a $2.50 download from Lulu.com; and &lt;b&gt;Crow's Feat&lt;/b&gt;, which is coming out in the ezine Free Fall in February.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But, still, I have no bananas. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-8102305632064340354?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/12/yet-another-day.html' title='Yet Another Day, Revisited'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/8102305632064340354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=8102305632064340354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8102305632064340354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/8102305632064340354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/01/yet-another-day-revisited.html' title='Yet Another Day, Revisited'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-7979882345774257056</id><published>2007-01-27T15:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:50:45.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FWD: STROKE SIGNS -- with one new addition!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;READ &amp; REMEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;                               &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div style="float: left;"&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:18;color:red;"  &gt;STROKE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:13;" &gt; Remember the     1st three letters of the word stroke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:18;color:navy;"  &gt; S.T.R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Sans Serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;img src="cid:image001.jpg@01C741CE.46B390B0" alt="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/mail_us/taglines/postman8/*http:/us.rd.y" border="0" height="290" width="434" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;STROKE IDENTIFICATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?realattid=0.1.0.1.0.1&amp;attid=0.1&amp;disp=emb&amp;view=att&amp;th=110654fb278614a0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;RECOGNIZING A STROKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately,     the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe     brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Sans Serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;Now doctors say a     bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Sans Serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;Ask the individual     to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:blue;"   &gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Sans Serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Sans S             erif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;(If     the smile is lopsided, a stroke is likely to have occurred.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:blue;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Sans Serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;Ask the person to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:blue;"   &gt; TALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MS Sans Serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt; to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPEAK A SIMPLE     SENTENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (If the speech is slurred, a stroke is likely to have occurred.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;(Coherently) (i.e.     It is sunny out today) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:blue;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:A;font-size:180%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:A;font-size:18;"  &gt; *&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;Ask him or her to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:blue;"   &gt; RAISE BOTH ARMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    (If he or she cannot raise one arm,  a stroke is likely to have     occured.)&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*NOTE: &lt;u&gt;Another 'sign' of a stroke is this &lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;Ask the person to 'stick' out their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;tongue. If the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other, that is also an indication of a stroke.  If he or she has trouble with     ANY ONE of these tasks, call 911 immediately !! and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher. ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:red;"   &gt;A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail     sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-7979882345774257056?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/7979882345774257056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=7979882345774257056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/7979882345774257056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/7979882345774257056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/01/fwd-stroke-signs-with-one-new-addition.html' title='FWD: STROKE SIGNS -- with one new addition!]'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-4105123513917823202</id><published>2007-01-26T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T20:47:14.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marilynn Byserly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marilynnbyerly.com/marilynnbyerly/page9.html"&gt;Articles and Short Stories Index&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some bits here that seem both interesting and useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-4105123513917823202?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://marilynnbyerly.com/marilynnbyerly/page9.html' title='Marilynn Byserly'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/4105123513917823202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=4105123513917823202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4105123513917823202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/4105123513917823202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/01/marilynn-byserly.html' title='Marilynn Byserly'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-5608373472922086209</id><published>2007-01-23T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:20:30.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Light at the End of the Tunnel...</title><content type='html'>...may be an oncoming Swedish Short Snout .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final book in the Harry Potter series, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, will be released this summer.  It's the end of an era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of people have speculated on the title's meaning.  Let's see if we can explore this a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter has a scar on his forehead which traces directly back to Lord Voldemort's attempt on his life. What we know about Harry Potter is that he is, or was, a student at Hogwarts. He resides with his none-too-friendly relatives; aunt  Petunia Evans Dursley, who was the sister to his mother, Lily Evans Potter; his uncle, Vernon Dursley, director of a drill company, called "Grunnings"; and Dudley Dursley,  a spoiled brat of a bully who is overindulged in all things, edible or inedible, by his parents. None of them are all that nice to Mister Potter who, for all intents and purposes, was the Muggle equivalent of a House Elf before his acceptance letter--rather, acceptance letters--from Hogwarts. Apparently, Petunia disapproved of Lily's going to Hogwarts and coming home with the equivalent of frog spawn in her pockets. This paints Petunia who (other than with Dudders) is a rather fastidious person. For that matter, Vernon is a Muggle (non-magical person) through-and-through. They both disapprove of Harry's "father's sort", gallivanting around and doing magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deathly, hm. Let's see what an online dictionary has to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death·ly  (dthl)&lt;br /&gt;adj.&lt;br /&gt;1. Of, resembling, or characteristic of death: a deathly silence.&lt;br /&gt;2. Causing death; fatal.&lt;br /&gt;adv.&lt;br /&gt;1. In the manner of death.&lt;br /&gt;2. Extremely; very: The night was deathly cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the first example--of, resembling, or characteristic of death; a deathly silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are at least three things that can cause a deathly silence. One is, of course, that spell that you use when you don't want someone to speak. The second is, of course, death. The third option is the Draught of Living Death, which might also be used to good effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final definition offered might also apply, considering the Hallows, if it refers to an Hallowed ground: Extremely, or very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's look up Hallows, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallow - render holy by means of religious rites&lt;br /&gt;tr.v. hal·lowed, hal·low·ing, hal·lows&lt;br /&gt;1. To make or set apart as holy.&lt;br /&gt;2. To respect or honor greatly; revere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deathly Hallows.  In the manner of death, to render holy. Ah, the Religious Right is going to have a field day, with that one. Still, consider that, should Mister Potter take the draught of living death, he might just manage, under certain circumstances, to come up on Voldemort unawares, if he wanted to sneak in and conk him over the head with a Hungarian Horntail--no, wait, that's too large, how about the troll's club, from the first book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Draught of Living Death makes the person only seem dead, and if Potter's covered by the cloak, then any spell sued to detect a living, breathing presence in a location would presumably be ineffective, thus enabling him to sneak up on The Dark Lord for a Secret Ninja Attack--er, sorry. I am spending a bit of time among anime fans, lol.. Still, if Ron, Hermione, and the rest of the Order attack from the outside, and Potter's holed up on the inside, that means a face-to-face confrontation with the Dark Lord, uninterrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, "neither lives while the other survives"--I take that to mean that one of them will come out from this, alive, and live on, whereas the other will snuff it. There's nothing about both of them dying, at least that I can see from both the title and the prophecy. In a way, can you call Harry's life outside Hogwarts living? A family that despises him, Voldemort gunning for him--what kind of life is that for anyone, much less for Mr. Potter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vote for the Draught of Living Death. other than Sluggy, the best man positioned for the job is already inside Voldemort's ranks. Who? Your friend and mine, Professor Severus Snape. There's also another witness to hear from and that's Albus Dumbledore. We know that the portraits can speak, and we know that the images are busy, and can at times travel from one portrait to the next, so long as their images are within the alternate portrait. We know that Albus did not want to be taken off the chocolate frog cards. Ask yourselves why, and the answer is obvious: they are the eyes and ears of the Order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take into consideration what Hagrid saw Severus and Albus doing, in the forest. A memory charm might well have been placed on him, because he might have overheard more than they wanted to let on, at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Severus Snape might not be the most trusted, favoritest, well-liked person on the planet, but Albus trusted him, and I see no reason to deny that trust in the face of what seems to have happened, but would rather wait for the finale, when we actually might find out for certain what transpired in the forest, that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resources:&lt;br /&gt;==========&lt;br /&gt;The Free Dictionary by Farlex &lt;br /&gt;H. P. Lexicon &lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-5608373472922086209?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://groups.msn.com/ProfessorSnapesGang/general.msnw?action=get_message&amp;mview=0&amp;ID_Message=109' title='The Light at the End of the Tunnel...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/5608373472922086209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=5608373472922086209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/5608373472922086209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/5608373472922086209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2007/01/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='The Light at the End of the Tunnel...'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116606915858013023</id><published>2006-12-13T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:05:59.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy VI (200 Words)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Josaaph Heath Gwalthney strapped herself onto the G-Forces Simulator. "We might as well get this over with," she said, wincing. Every single day, for the past week, she had been strapped on to this stupid thing, and it had made her sick each and every time. She would never be able to go into space for next year's National Novel Writing Month, at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Are you sure that you really want to do this, Miss Gwalthney?" August Mir asked, scratching his thinning, mustard-color hair. Watching him, Josaaph felt pretty sure that she knew how he was losing his hair, now--it had all come off in the fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"I have to," she said. She looked around the ops and then sighed. "I don't want to be just another face in the NaNo crowd, I want to stand out in some way. This would even get me into Guinness, too, if I play my cards right. I will be the first person to write the first draft of my novel, in orbit, around Mars. It might take a little longer, but I can tell the guys later. It will take me longer to get to Mars than one year, my dear.".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116606915858013023?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116606915858013023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116606915858013023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116606915858013023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116606915858013023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/12/lunacy-vi-200-words.html' title='Lunacy VI (200 Words)'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116446579509952968</id><published>2006-11-25T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:06:55.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy V</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Martiin turned the warmer off under the chicken. "Ah, it's probably overdone, anyway," she murmured.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Valeron sighed. He looked out the window at the holiday traffic. "Some Thanksgiving, huh?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Well, at least we know we can start eating now. Josaaph's a definite no-show." Martiin took down a large palte for the chicken, then went beneath the sink to pul lout a small pot in which to make the gravy. Every year, she made the fresh, like her Nana used to make. "Some families are just like that," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Martiin flashed him a small smile. "Some members of the family make it a point to get together for holidays, and others don't consider them so important as what they feel called to do. It doesn't mean that they love their families any less. It means that they hear what they think is a higher calling, or a psychotic urge, or whatever you want to call it. You know, wanting to do something crazy." &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Martiin measured out the flour, then put the larger pot aside from the flame. She ladled some of the juices from the larger pot into the smaller one, then turned the heat to simmer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116446579509952968?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116446579509952968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116446579509952968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116446579509952968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116446579509952968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/11/lunacy-v.html' title='Lunacy V'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116433462190243402</id><published>2006-11-23T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T09:32:34.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy IV</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;From the lonesome chicken in the pot, and and potatoes in the oven, to the extra setting on the table for a person who was preoccupied with doing next year's National Novel Writing Month on Phobos and choosing to give a last minute press conference, rather than eating a last meal with friends, at least for a year. Josaaph had made her choice. All that Martiin and Valeron could do was to try and support her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The long distance relationship would be even harder for Valeron. From the time Josaaph had decided to write her novel during NaNo one year on the summit of Mount Everest, to the top of a post for another year, Valeron was left to spend his holidays alone. If it hadn't been for Martiin's steadfast friendship, he would have succumbed to complete and utter sanity,  many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not that he wasn't close to that point, and had been, many times, over the past several years. Valeron was proud of her but, sometimes, life without Josaaph to raise the roof with smacked of a solitary lifestyle just a bit too much for poor Valeron's tastes. At least, it wasn't as if he was a widower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116433462190243402?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116433462190243402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116433462190243402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116433462190243402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116433462190243402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/11/lunacy-iv.html' title='Lunacy IV'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116421001059581189</id><published>2006-11-22T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:40:10.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy III</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When the phone rang, both Valeron and Dariin started. They stared at it. Once, twice, three times, it rang.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; “Why don’t you get the phone, Val?” Dariin turned back to the stove. Four rings. “I have to check and make sure you didn’t mess up my supper.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Five rings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; “Ha, ha. Very funny, Da,” Valeron said. “Let’s wait for the machine to pick up before we do. We don’t need a telemarketer telling us what we need, right now.” Six rings. “Not that they’d know, of course, but it’s annoying.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Seven rings. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; “Not a telemarketer, then. They usually stop at five.” Still, Valeron made no move ot pick up the phone. Dariin rushed to get it. “They really need to sell you a sense of humor. Hell, I would buy it for you. Just point me to the website.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Valeron smirked. Everyone knew he hated getting the phone anyway. Better to let supper overcook, or burn, rather than answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Dariin snarled at him and then picked up the phone. She checked the Caller ID. It was Josaaph’s cell. “Jo, hi!” Valeron moved to take the phone from Dariin, but she slapped his hand away. “What? Press conference? I understand.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116421001059581189?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116421001059581189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116421001059581189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116421001059581189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116421001059581189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/11/lunacy-iii.html' title='Lunacy III'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116413463922470893</id><published>2006-11-21T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:48:55.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy II</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Valeron pushed the sandy-blond hair from his eyes. He tasted the soup, made a face, and then put it aside for the microwave.  “When am I going to learn to actually let the water boil before pouring it?”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dariin snickered. “When you’re not preoccupied with what whack scheme your girlfriend’s going to pull, next. Anyway, she doesn’t plan to go till next year.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“They don’t even have Holiday Inn &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TM&lt;/span&gt; on Phobos!” Valeron said, wailing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dariin put the soup in the microwave. “You do have a tendency to forget what you’re doing when Josaaph’s involved, don’t you?” Her long-suffering query ended with a tortured sigh. “Phobos isn’t the end of the universe, is it?”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Valeron stuck out his lower lip. “It might as well be, for all that I’ll get to see her for close to a year.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Well, you know what they say,” Dariin chided him. “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.” Then she seemed to think better of it. She scratched her head. “Or was that ‘Abscess makes your tooth grow weaker’? Dan it, I can’t remember, now.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Either way, it’s foul.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Speaking of fowl, I wonder how the chicken’s coming along?” Dariin went over to the cooker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116413463922470893?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116413463922470893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116413463922470893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116413463922470893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116413463922470893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/11/lunacy-ii.html' title='Lunacy II'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116405847392519829</id><published>2006-11-20T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T15:12:55.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  “I hope Josaaph makes it in time,” Dariin said. She looked in the mirror over the phone table to make sure that her dark brown hair stayed bound, so it wouldn’t get into the food. When she saw Valeron going to check the chicken, she said, “Stay away from that! We don’t want you shedding in it.” Valeron didn’t tidy his mop for cooking, and she always had to remind him of it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Valeron put the kettle on for tea. "Are you sure that's what she said? It seems an extravagant thing to do, just for &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org"&gt;National Novel Writing Month&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "I'm sure. She's plotting to spend next year's NaNo on Phobos. " Dariin smoothed the tablecloth, then went to pull the dishes out so that she could set the places for supper. "Personally, I think she would have been better off sitting in a Barnes and Noble, wearing a bunny suit."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "What, no chicken suit?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "That's been done already."&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; When it whistled., Valeron pulled the tea kettle from the stove. He poured the water on to the pills in the bowls,. Each one reconstituted itself into a bowl of Boston clam chowder. "I think she'll miss the soup," he mused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116405847392519829?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116405847392519829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116405847392519829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116405847392519829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116405847392519829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/11/lunacy.html' title='Lunacy'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116378988723837884</id><published>2006-11-17T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T13:58:07.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morning Sunset? o0;;</title><content type='html'>The weather caster on News 12 just said something about the sun setting at 4:33 in the morning. Talk about a double take! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116378988723837884?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116378988723837884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116378988723837884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116378988723837884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116378988723837884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/11/morning-sunset-o0.html' title='A Morning Sunset? o0;;'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116076744166142295</id><published>2006-10-13T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:08:28.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Punctuation Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     You scored 23% Sociability and 52% Sophistication!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no denying that you have a certain flair. You don't mind being around others, especially your little brother, the hyphen, but you rarely emerge except when needed. You respond well to those who know how to treat you, but have only contempt for those who don't--you tend to embarass them every chance you get. Your only enemy is the colon--he will sometimes try to move in on your turf. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/120/900/12090059896524230403/mt1129889158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Sociability&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Sophistication&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9611125433033087547"&gt;The Which Punctuation Mark Are You Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=Gazda"&gt;Gazda&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116076744166142295?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116076744166142295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116076744166142295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116076744166142295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116076744166142295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-kind-of-punctuation-are-you.html' title='What Kind of Punctuation Are You?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116059469428999420</id><published>2006-10-11T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:24:54.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>11 October 2006</title><content type='html'>To Loosen Up Those Typing Fingers: &lt;a href="http://www.sense-lang.org/typing/"&gt;Touch Typing&lt;/a&gt;. It's for a warm-up pracrice session. WArm-up exercises for &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org"&gt;National Novel Writing Month&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;          After today, I am posting the countdown to &lt;a href="http://nanonatter.blogspot.com"&gt;NaNoWriMoNatter&lt;/a&gt;, and nowhere else. Part of this is to leave me more time for writing by not taking time to cross-post it; and it can also segue into a countdown for &lt;a href="http://www.nanofimo.org"&gt;National Novel Finishing Month&lt;/a&gt; in December.&lt;br /&gt;          I do not know the website address as of yet (it might already have been posted on the NaNoWriMo site), but don't forget that, next June, will mark the first National Novel Scriptwriting Month. Aside from other writing I'll be doing, I plan to participate in it, because I want to write a script, using a story that I wrote some years back for a framework. A friend of mine and I were talking about getting together a group of friends and putting together a production for the local cable channel of that short story (horror). I think those talks fell aside, actually; but it might be fun to write, and then shop, the script around, and see if there are any takers. The storyboarding can wait for when it's finished. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116059469428999420?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanofimo.org' title='11 October 2006'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116059469428999420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116059469428999420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116059469428999420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116059469428999420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/10/11-october-2006.html' title='11 October 2006'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-116014686702114405</id><published>2006-10-06T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:28:17.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing An Artist's Statement</title><content type='html'>Taken from the four viewpoints that I wish to use in my November's novel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;SAGE OF JUSTICE VALHOOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Well, I'm an Advisor to Richel, King Tavitt. That's because of the Valhoor Gift, my family's Talent. It's referred to as The Sight, and it is a way to See; not only into the past, but also, into the future. The latter, though, is uncertain at best, and you can only foretell the future with any degree of accuracy when you  are aware of all the main factors which impact upon it. Sure, you can get hints here or there, but nothing is one hundred percent certain; still, it has made a Royal Advisor of me, which also means that I have to sit in on sessions of the Coucil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ORTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I help Master Warren with his research into the society and habits of my people. I speak both my people's tongue, and that of the humans who come to visit us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="misspell"&gt;Bezn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; has offered to try to teach me the tongue of the Prydewing. I have asked Master Warren's advice, but the tells me that it should be something I want to do, if I want to do it, and that it is my decision to make, and not his. I know that a human child at my age would not apprentice to a scholar, only because Master Warren has told me so; and none of my own people, save for certain ones like our leader, would not be able to assist Master Warren with his scribal records. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="misspell"&gt;Garroste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;, a friend to my older brother ad son to one who would rival our leader, Koprrh, dislikes all humans, though he, like the rest of us, is half-human. He goes out of his way to torment me; but he cannot touch Master Warren, who lives among us under Koprrh's protection. In my native tongue. in the ogre's language, my name means "fortunate one". I don't know as that I am really all that lucky: but if Master WArren had not helped Dame when I was born, neither Dame nor I would be here today. Still, I never wanted to be different from other ogres. I never asked for this to happen. But, I am different, so I will have to "make do" with what I have before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;BEZN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I am the one who ferries messages and upholds the tenets of the Treaty between the Ogre and Prydewing clans. I manage to speak (and to read) three languages, though the learning of them has not been easy, save for my own. I did not want this task, but it has proved to be an enjoyable and informative one. Our Prydewing's Elder, Quda, believes in the Treaty which lets us live in peace with our neighbors, the ogres. &lt;span class="misspell"&gt;Fyrrh&lt;/span&gt;, and certain of the Prydewing who follow him, disagree, and despise both the human-balanced Treaty and the ogres; but since succession is decided by either appointment or challenge, and he is unworthy of the first, and too cowardly for the second, we are in no trouble from him at the current time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;WARREN DANAU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; Orth is so  fortunate, and in in many respects. After my brother Garth negotiated the Treaty between the ogre and Prydewing clans, I chose to remain, and continue work here: I have no talent with steeds of any sort, though I am adept at chronicling events and analyzing situations, so we agreed that learning about our neighbors, and writing about them, was more important than that I help to deliver another foal; though strange to say that the one thing I have managed to do well, delivering a foal, also carried over when I helped Ayla deliver Orth. It was a difficult pregnancy in the last days, at best, and with a breach birth--well, with nothing to help the mother or child along, I had to do the best I could, with what I knew; and, strange to say, what I knew was horses, though not very well. I was fortunate that I managed to help deliver Orth in one piece, and that his mother also survived, though a great cat later killed her, and Orth's father. Strange to say, that I hardly remember his name now. Perhaps he wasn't quite so important to me as mother and child, though it will slip back into my mind unexpectedly, and unbidden, at the worst possible time--Akan, that's right. His name meant trouble, although he didn't exactly ask for it, himself.. Anyway, I've taken care of Orth for six years now. His elder brother, Alva, moved in with Garroste's family. Anyway, some months ago, I sent word to my brother, Garth, that I thought Orth had a Talent. I mean, I have none, myself, but it seemed that quickly, and so readily, and for some reason, despite Alva and Grroste, and despite losing both parents so early in life, that he has been uncommonly ortunate, that I was here to help deliver him, and that he has a palce here that would not have existed, had it not been for him; I was undecided about remaining here, but Orth's birth decided me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I have asked Garth to forward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;to the Council my request that Orth be tested for Mageability. If he has a Talent, then it should be recognized and trained, and not set to wither in some back-roots community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-116014686702114405?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ceramicsmonthly.org/mustreads/artist.asp' title='Writing An Artist&apos;s Statement'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/116014686702114405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=116014686702114405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116014686702114405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/116014686702114405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/10/writing-artists-statement.html' title='Writing An Artist&apos;s Statement'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115990281636254956</id><published>2006-10-03T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:16:13.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[NaNoWriMo] 29 Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Writing became such a process of discovery that I couldn't wait to get to work in the morning: I wanted to know what I was going to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  - Sharon O'Brien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115990281636254956?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www,nanowrimo.org/' title='[NaNoWriMo] 29 Days &amp; Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115990281636254956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115990281636254956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115990281636254956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115990281636254956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/10/nanowrimo-29-days-counting.html' title='[NaNoWriMo] 29 Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115953777640520382</id><published>2006-09-29T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:49:36.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[NaNoWriMo] 33 Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>I moved my countdown to &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://nanonatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://nanonatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: But,  for the last one here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;The demonic paradox of writing: when you put something down that happened, people often don't believe it; whereas, you can make up anything, and people assume it must have happened to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Andrew Holleran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115953777640520382?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='[NaNoWriMo] 33 Days &amp; Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115953777640520382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115953777640520382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115953777640520382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115953777640520382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-33-days-counting.html' title='[NaNoWriMo] 33 Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115945273750364545</id><published>2006-09-28T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:13:04.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[NaNoWriMo] 34 Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOVEL, n. A short story padded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ambrose Bierce&lt;/span&gt; (1842-1914)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American satirist, journalist, and short-story writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Devil's Dictionary&lt;/span&gt;, 1911&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; We're getting there: and in a few minutes I'm going to write today's installment of my pre-NaNo. I actually have a reasonable idea for today's writing, I merely hope that I can achieve and maintain momentum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115945273750364545?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='[NaNoWriMo] 34 Days &amp; Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115945273750364545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115945273750364545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115945273750364545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115945273750364545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-34-days-counting.html' title='[NaNoWriMo] 34 Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115935858597528083</id><published>2006-09-27T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T08:03:05.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[NaNoWriMo] 35 Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I heard Sinclair Lewis say to his son, "Don't write what you know-you'll run out of material!" It always fascinated me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fay Wray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Trying to keep up with some things and catch up with others, during the days preceding NaNoWriMo, is going to be the death of me; especially with people who want to argue the possibility of detectives in Harry Potter. I'm going to concentrate more on my pre-story, and try to deal with things as they come up, because they will inevitably come up in the NaNo itself, and the minimum of 1,776 words per day (though I'll aim for more, since I plan for two free days per week--I inevitably need them) won't leave much time to gather these details; if I do it now, that leaves more free time for writing. Not revising, though, that only comes after the month's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115935858597528083?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='[NaNoWriMo] 35 Days &amp; Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115935858597528083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115935858597528083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115935858597528083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115935858597528083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-35-days-counting.html' title='[NaNoWriMo] 35 Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115927842256932696</id><published>2006-09-26T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T09:47:02.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[NaNoWriMo] 36 Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am a pretty good writer, and a pretty good editor, and a pretty good businessman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I find it difficult to be all three at once."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,serif;"&gt;  - Ford Madox Ford&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115927842256932696?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='[NaNoWriMo] 36 Days &amp; Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115927842256932696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115927842256932696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115927842256932696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115927842256932696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-36-days-counting.html' title='[NaNoWriMo] 36 Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115914586252674563</id><published>2006-09-24T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:57:42.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[NaNoWriMo] 38 Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>I am not awake. Thank you. (I've written noe paragraph of my preemie, offline, and on lined paper. I'll see if I get any more done tongiht, I've been trying to post it, as written, to &lt;a href="http://elizabethanneensleywip.blogspot.com/"&gt;Works in Progress&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115914586252674563?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='[NaNoWriMo] 38 Days &amp; Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115914586252674563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115914586252674563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115914586252674563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115914586252674563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-38-days-counting.html' title='[NaNoWriMo] 38 Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115892852041628668</id><published>2006-09-22T08:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T08:35:20.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[NaNoWriMo] 40 Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>By the calendar I linked, it's 40 days to NaNo. I was off by one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;The turning point in the whole cycle of growing is the emergence of a focus or a theme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;It is also the most mysterious and difficult kind of cognitive event to analyze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; It is the moment when what was chaos is now seen as having a center of gravity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;There is a shape where a moment ago there was none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Peter Elbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, Writing Without Teachers  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115892852041628668?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='[NaNoWriMo] 40 Days &amp; Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115892852041628668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115892852041628668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115892852041628668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115892852041628668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-40-days-counting.html' title='[NaNoWriMo] 40 Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115883965431584238</id><published>2006-09-21T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T07:54:14.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo Countdown: 41</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;According to the counter that I downloaded, it is now 41 days to National Novel Writing Month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Unprovided with original learning, unformed in the habits of thinking, unskilled in the arts of composition, I resolved to write a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward Gibbon&lt;/span&gt; (1737 -1794) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;English historian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115883965431584238?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='NaNoWriMo Countdown: 41'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115883965431584238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115883965431584238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115883965431584238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115883965431584238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-countdown-41.html' title='NaNoWriMo Countdown: 41'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115867419444874009</id><published>2006-09-19T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T09:56:34.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo:  42 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.news.harvard.edu/gazette/2004/01.29/01-creativity.html"&gt;Hypergraphia&lt;/a&gt;, the inability to stop writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of a few NaNoers who wish they had this type of affliction. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ar, it be talk like a pirate day, me 'earties. Avast, ye parrots. Hoist the crackers, we be chompin' off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115867419444874009?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='NaNoWriMo:  42 Days and Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115867419444874009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115867419444874009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115867419444874009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115867419444874009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanowrimo-42-days-and-counting.html' title='NaNoWriMo:  42 Days and Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115859459256629452</id><published>2006-09-18T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:51:26.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>43 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(9, 109, 54);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;43 Days and Counting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words are, of course, the most potential drug used by mankind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- R&lt;strong&gt;udyard Kipling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am catching up on mundane matters before November. It's taking a bit of self-encouragement; but procrastination never wrote a bestseller. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans Serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Possible things to do, while preparing for November:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans Serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Pre-cook things like stews and soups, and freeze them. This can also be done with pre-prepared meals, so that you don't have to resort to things like TV dinners. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Stock up on snacks/brain food. When you're on a roll, you're not on a bagel. (Sorry: I can't resist a bad pun, or even a good one.) Same goes for beverages--or make sure you have enough coffee/tea to last for a bit. Basically, it's like stocking up for a fall-out shelter, only this time it's for NaNoWriMo, rather than radiation levels (I know: to some folks, there's little difference, lol).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Carpool arrangements for getting your child to school.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Don't worry about hiring anyone to walk your dog or cat, or ferret, or aardvark: getting away for a walk might actually help you write, when you're stuck on something; it gives you a chance to mull events over, at least subconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Above all, have fun with what you're writing. By this, I mean, torture your characters to tell a story. Wait, that didn't sound right... lol. Character conflcit is rather important to tell a good tale, though; give your character things, obstacles, to overcome. Sometimes, thinking about these can actually be fun, and can be gratifying when your character does finally win out, in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115859459256629452?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='43 Days and Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115859459256629452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115859459256629452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115859459256629452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115859459256629452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/43-days-and-counting.html' title='43 Days and Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115842710234739986</id><published>2006-09-16T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:18:22.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interlude</title><content type='html'>Before I continue my pre-NaNo Pre-Story, I need to do a bit of thinking; because the next big scene is dinner, and then, the post-dinner scene with Alexandra. I have a few ideas, especially since this looks like it will lead to some conflict/argument. I'm glad to play around with it, though; it's actually fodder for future books in the series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115842710234739986?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115842710234739986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115842710234739986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115842710234739986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115842710234739986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/interlude.html' title='Interlude'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115832600601268669</id><published>2006-09-15T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:13:26.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>46 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;One of life's quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful, even if it is only falling ash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; - Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115832600601268669?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='46 Days and Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115832600601268669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115832600601268669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115832600601268669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115832600601268669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/46-days-and-counting.html' title='46 Days and Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115825794925757726</id><published>2006-09-14T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T14:19:09.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>47 Days until National Novel Writing Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with,&lt;br /&gt;it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes&lt;br /&gt;a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it&lt;br /&gt;becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just&lt;br /&gt;as you are about to be reconciled to your&lt;br /&gt;servitude, you kill the monster, and fling him&lt;br /&gt;to the public."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Sir Winston Churchill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115825794925757726?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org/' title='47 Days until National Novel Writing Month'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115825794925757726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115825794925757726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115825794925757726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115825794925757726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/47-days-until-national-novel-writing.html' title='47 Days until National Novel Writing Month'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115815850132842687</id><published>2006-09-13T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T11:43:56.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Works in Progress</title><content type='html'>I finished catching up with my GMail and my prominent journals, not to mention the moderation of my Yahoo groups. Now, I plan to have a cup of coffee, and then I'll try to do somethin today for my pre-NaNo pre-story (getting me from there to the start of my planned NaNo). Hopefully, I will manage to write more than 6 paragraphs today. I hope I can find some Tylenol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"  &gt;TM&lt;/span&gt;, too--I've had this headache since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NaNoWriMo: &lt;br /&gt;What I did wrong last year? I let the plot grow backwards while I was trying to write it forwards, because a few things needed extrapolation for them to make sense. I put that one on the back burner for this year, and I'm going for a story that I already have pretty well plotted out (having had, like, 13 years to think about it, &lt;span id="misp_compose_1" class="hm"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;: last year's was older, but I hadn't put quite so much into it as I'd had the other, which i gave a break for &lt;span id="misp_compose_2" class="hm"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt; '04, where I worked on a story in the same universe as the one I did for last year, and I won &lt;span id="misp_compose_3" class="hm"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;, but still haven't finished the story). At least this year's has finished growing backwards (a prequel is in the plotting stages,  but I'm not writing it until this series is finished), I know exactly where the events begin, and I am posting a &lt;span id="misp_compose_4" class="hm"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="misp_compose_5" class="hm"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="misp_compose_6" class="hm"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-story to one of my blogs which will help me get from point a to point b (where the word first comes to where my story actually begins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, though, I wish Blogger had a spell check. *sigh* Since it's refusing my email and I have to post on site (and I noted that one post finally got there, but it's a redundancy *sigh*).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115815850132842687?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://elizabethanneensleywip.blogspot.com/' title='Works in Progress'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115815850132842687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115815850132842687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115815850132842687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115815850132842687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/works-in-progress.html' title='Works in Progress'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115799545693884740</id><published>2006-09-11T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:24:16.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>It's only been three days since I started my pre-NaNo writing (the events leading uop to the point at which my novel will begin on 01 November 2006). I'm not posting the NaNo on-line, but the pre-story, I'm posting to my &lt;a href="http://elizabethanneensleywip.blogspot.com/"&gt;WIP&lt;/a&gt; blog. Still, that's three day's worth of writing, even if I'm not in the middle of the pre-story yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I need is a good night's sleep. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115799545693884740?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org' title='50 Days and Counting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115799545693884740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115799545693884740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115799545693884740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115799545693884740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/50-days-and-counting.html' title='50 Days and Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115711308466180145</id><published>2006-09-01T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:18:04.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Novel Outline</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://facstaff.elon.edu/duvallj/outline344.htm"&gt;Story Outline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aligningaction.com/story.htm"&gt;Sample Story Outline&lt;/a&gt; (for general tips. It's for a shorter work, but it's one example of a basic outline.) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The elements of fiction from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fiction_writing#Types_of_fiction_prose"&gt;Fiction Writing&lt;/a&gt;   page of Wikipedia has some tips on forms of outlining. I haven't seen all of them used for any given outline, but I have seen some parts recommended, like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plot"&gt;plot&lt;/a&gt;, for outlining. Heck, outlining is plotting, essentially, so... ;-)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.author-network.com/advice1.html"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;How to Write A Short Story By Paul Saevig &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He mentions in passing at the end of the article that much the same method is useful for writing novels. &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.wbassett03.com/synopsis.htm"&gt;The Synopses&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; A synopsis is the bare bones of a story, an outline at its most essential, sans subplots and side stories. These are some examples of bare-bones synopses.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lit.org/view/12530"&gt; How To Create a One-Page book or Screenplay Outline&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.lit.org/author/MaxiiJ"&gt;MaxiiJ&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;This seems to be a concise method, which incorporates some of the other methods of outlining that I've read, over the years.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionfactor.com/articles/outlining.html"&gt;Effectively Outlining Your Plot&lt;/a&gt;  by Lee Masterson is an excellent resource.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionfactor.com/guests/synopsis.html"&gt;Synopsis Vs. Outline&lt;/a&gt; by Vicki Hinze is an excellent guide and supplement to the task at hand.&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionfactor.com/guests/indexplot.html"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Using Index Cards to Plot A Novel&lt;/a&gt;  by Marilynn Byerly talks about the method of using index cards as a tool to help you outline scenes for your novel; the theory being that an index card is the proper size for outlining so that you don't write, say, a 10k-word scene summary. ;-)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionfactor.com/guests/templates.html"&gt;Finally, Building Novel Templates&lt;/a&gt;  by Rob Parnelli seems as if it would be particularly useful for outlining.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ~#~&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I think that the novel template and the index cards would be the most useful; what do you&amp;nbsp; think? With the other links for use as supplemental material when we need additional help with outlining?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/hk4so"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/hk4so&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt; http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livingdead.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.livingdead.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href="http://quotationspage.com"&gt;quotationspage.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br&gt;--------------------&lt;br&gt;Mustard's no good without roast beef. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Chico Marx &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115711308466180145?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115711308466180145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115711308466180145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115711308466180145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115711308466180145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/09/novel-outline.html' title='The Novel Outline'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115660493100006284</id><published>2006-08-26T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:10:21.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligatory NaNoWriMo Posty</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've decided this year to aim for 3k per day, for a grand total of 90k for the month. I'm working on an outline  where I put the chapter number, lsit three things I want to accomplish in the chapter, and then list three reversals/obstacles which will delay or negate completion of those accomplishments. Hey, outlines can change while you're writing anyway, so this should prove intersting. I only jsut started on chapter two's outline, but I'm thinking I'll have a prologue and then a few interludes. Yes, I know prologues are usually unnecessary and annoying; but the prologue and the interludes will be from my antagonist's point of view. The story itself needs that PoV to flesh things out, and I feel that the prologue, interldues, and perhaps an epilogue might be in order. both for a segue into the next book and just because I feel like it. ;-) I want to use the terminology for bits that I feel are essential to furthering the plot of the story, but which cannot be told in the main portions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Also, I feel that it may well amuse some readers. I do have an unovened sense of humor. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115660493100006284?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org' title='Obligatory NaNoWriMo Posty'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115660493100006284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115660493100006284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115660493100006284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115660493100006284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/08/obligatory-nanowrimo-posty.html' title='Obligatory NaNoWriMo Posty'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115651088393574167</id><published>2006-08-25T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:01:24.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Statute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14508580/"&gt;CAIRO, Egypt&lt;/a&gt; - Engineers on Friday moved the giant statute of Pharaoh Ramses II from a congested square in downtown Cairo to its new home near the more peaceful Great Pyramids.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Err... Do you think they need a proof-reader?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115651088393574167?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115651088393574167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115651088393574167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115651088393574167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115651088393574167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/08/statute.html' title='Statute?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115563051411463743</id><published>2006-08-15T04:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T04:28:34.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiki?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synopsis"&gt;Synopsis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authorsofromance.com/articles/synopsis.htm"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Writing a Selling  Synopsis&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/hk4so"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/hk4so&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt; http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livingdead.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.livingdead.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buudhism: Your Daily Meditation 06 Aug 2006&lt;br&gt;--&lt;br&gt;By becoming attached to names and forms, not realising that they have no more basis than the activities of the mind itself, error rises and the way to emancipation is blocked. -Buddha &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115563051411463743?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115563051411463743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115563051411463743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115563051411463743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115563051411463743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/08/wiki.html' title='Wiki?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115508813926309991</id><published>2006-08-08T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:48:59.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fun I've Been having, The Past Few Months.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; My computer's not supposed to break down until November.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Seriously.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; For two years running, during every single year I have been an official participant in &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org"&gt; NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp; I have had computer problems. This year, they started way too early, and have been well-nigh continuous. My ex-husband Fred even came out a couple of weeks ago and managed to get one of them working, but it died two days later when the lady upstairs (love living in flats, love, love, love the buffalo herd in the middle of the night) vacuumed her rug. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; There are one (Terror's, working), two (cheap little old laptop which writes very unreliable text files) three (Fred's old computer, which he gave me when he got a new one when mine died) four, five, six, seven--at least seven computers and one AlphaSmart in the house. So far, the AlphaSmart's been the most reliable, but I can neither print, nor save to floppy on it. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; You know who killed Fred's old computer? Bill Gates. Of course, Windows Media Player 10 (Curse you, Evil Windows Media Player 10!) killed it, downloading to my computer. I really should have known better, I think the same thing happened to my old system too. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; No longer will I trust anything that comes out of Microsoft, unless it has impeccable references and a computer repair guarantee.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115508813926309991?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115508813926309991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115508813926309991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115508813926309991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115508813926309991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-fun-ive-been-having-past-few.html' title='Some Fun I&apos;ve Been having, The Past Few Months.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115185078692944730</id><published>2006-07-02T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T10:33:06.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Central</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Boy, has it been awhile. I spend little time online because my daughter's been on disability leave,and she's a computer hog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have the time line for my latest project about a third of the way done. I had to switch back&amp;nbsp;to  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Swain's World&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Don't complain! That's the &lt;em&gt;working title!&lt;/em&gt; Honest!) from TLGM because, though I've spent the past two years on the latter, it needs more perc time. See, research (what you need to do of it for fantasy, esp. using RW critters) is one thing, but keeping the sequence in order is quite another&amp;nbsp;one altogether. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sequence, or the time line, is what I'm working on right now for SW. I'd already constructed the basic genealogies, and the time line that I'm working and reworking now (noticing glaring inconsistencies) is half-way based upon those; although it hit me that I'd do better to switch it to reverse chronological order, at least at first. Luckily, that's all still in the drafting stages. I will commit the final working version to a notebook (not a loose leaf, and it's college ruled). I'll try, of course, to leave enough room for later additions, if necessary. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I will be glad, though, when the wireless network is back on-line, so I can check my email on my own timr instead ofd someone else's...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt; http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liz's Looming Lunacy: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livingdead.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.livingdead.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;---The fact that man knows right from wrong proves his intellectual superiority to other creatures; but the fact that he can do wrong proves his moral inferiority to any creature that cannot. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Mark Twain&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115185078692944730?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115185078692944730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115185078692944730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115185078692944730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115185078692944730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/07/update-central.html' title='Update Central'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-115021000814264750</id><published>2006-06-13T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T10:46:54.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time, hasn't it?</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With all my computer problems, it's really put a crimp in my writing. I don't even have a proper word processing program on the computer I'm using, which happens to be Terror's old one. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I blame Bill Gates for this, since Windows Media 10 killed XP, and XP itself is kind of sucky and buggy. Shame, though, because I was finally starting to get used to the operating system. *sigh* How am I supposed to go onlnie from my own computer if Bill Gates keeps killing it? &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I mean, really, Bill, you need a new hobby.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-115021000814264750?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/115021000814264750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=115021000814264750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115021000814264750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/115021000814264750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-long-time-hasnt-it.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time, hasn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113932970819315633</id><published>2006-02-07T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T11:28:28.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Dead</title><content type='html'>I can't read German so well, so I'll take awhile to figure it out, but I think it's a movie house or something. Other than that, there's an UK link too, &lt;a href="http://www.livingdead.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.livingdead.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt; I don't think it's for the same thing, though. ;-) Yes, I get in these random moods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113932970819315633?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.livingdead.de/dates.html' title='Living Dead'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/113932970819315633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=113932970819315633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113932970819315633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113932970819315633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/02/living-dead.html' title='Living Dead'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113931239584800450</id><published>2006-02-07T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T06:44:36.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>World of Warcraft</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Warcraft&lt;/span&gt; is down for maintenance. I've been playing that almost obsessively for about a month or so, studying the way they managed the worldbuilding. The one thing that bites is, when you go to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;major &lt;/span&gt;capitols, like Stormwind, Darnassus, and Ironforge (or the Undercity). the game suffesr major lag; the worst offender is Ironforge. Still, it's worth the effort. The animations for Ironforge are gorgeous in detail. The Dark Elf town's ain't half bad, either.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yes, gaming can too count as writing research. They had to write at least a basic storyline, didn't they? Quite a bit of work went into the storyline development, and they keep adding to it. Even if they have to take the system down once a week for maintenance, and have software problems.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's the funny thing about spending so long writing, you tend to compare story arcs and details in everything. Not to mention you add quirks for characters. I have one Dark Elf who bows to the Ancient Protectors and stuff, and another one who salutes them.I'm adding character quirks. Although the male, I don't think I'll try it again, but the female, I like having hr make the train noises while dancing.  It's cute. It makes little sense, but it's cute. Why does it make little sense? Because there are no darn trains, unless you count the underground run between Ironforge and Stormwind. I don't hear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; making trainy noises, though... Also, the jokes could use some improvement for the 'silly' bit on vocal emoting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Dark Moon Carnival is setting up by Goldshire. I can hardly wait to see what that's going to be like! Is that a dungeon, or is it like the Monlight Festival, for fun? Thasnks to the Coins (from talking with the Elders), my Dark Elf Rogue, male, is running around in a pink festival dress. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Remember what I said about character quirks. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113931239584800450?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/realmstatus/lowbw.html' title='World of Warcraft'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/113931239584800450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=113931239584800450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113931239584800450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113931239584800450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/02/world-of-warcraft.html' title='World of Warcraft'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113690517118251463</id><published>2006-01-10T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:59:31.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes of Interest</title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;The best way to become acquainted with a subject is to write a book about it.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; - &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Benjamin_Disraeli"&gt;Benjamin Disraeli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113690517118251463?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/113690517118251463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=113690517118251463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113690517118251463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113690517118251463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/01/quotes-of-interest.html' title='Quotes of Interest'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113689833606231572</id><published>2006-01-10T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T08:05:36.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day on Google</title><content type='html'>The best way to become acquainted with a subject is to write a book about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Benjamin_Disraeli"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Benjamin Disraeli&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113689833606231572?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.quotationspage.com/' title='Quote of the Day on Google'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/feeds/113689833606231572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789991&amp;postID=113689833606231572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113689833606231572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113689833606231572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2006/01/quote-of-day-on-google.html' title='Quote of the Day on Google'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113596881143578415</id><published>2005-12-30T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:59:54.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Writer's Thoughtforms</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I belonged for a short time to Al Manning's ESP lab (while the ESP lab was still in Karloffornia and not in the Midwest somewhere), they sent me a thoughtform called Charlie. Now IMO, a thoughtform is basically a thought that may start randomly, but grows to take on a life of its own. From a disembodied name, Charlie has a nickname now (Chas), has not-too-short, dark brown to black hair, brown eyes, and smokes a pipe. He's become the stereotypical writer's thoughtform (albeit in a starched white shirt and dark slacks, which he tends to favor).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As writers, we give a form to our thoughts, so for me a thought form might have quite a different meaning from, say, yours. It's probably different from that of the ESP lab as well, since Chas was supposed to be a formless glob of unfocused positive energy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Another thoughtform I'll have to work on at some point is Terror's fault. See, she was still rather young then, and liked bedtime stories, and I started making them up on the fly. The protagonist was named Carrot, because he really loved to eat carrots. He was an orange dragon. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For Chas and for Carrot, the essential roots are obvious: I'm a writer, and I happen to like dragons. At some point I'm also going to write about my red headed unicorn too--well, red maned, actually, but it amounts to pretty much the same thing, lol. No, he doesn't have freckles (at least, not yet).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For every Yin, of course, you should really have a Yang in opposition. I tried that with Carrot, via the Evil Wizard, but Terror insisted on co-writing, and you know how kids are at a young age--she had Carrot become his friend and then the Evil Wizard became the Good Wizard because he'd not had a friend before, but now he had one. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Silly, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113596881143578415?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113596881143578415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113596881143578415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-writers-thoughtforms.html' title='One Writer&apos;s Thoughtforms'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113589016047515658</id><published>2005-12-29T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:02:40.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"what's the reader's goal?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://headrush.typepad.com/creating_passionate_users/2005/09/writing_for_non.html"&gt;And the &lt;i&gt;most&lt;/i&gt; important question is, &amp;quot;what's the &lt;i&gt;reader's&lt;/i&gt; goal?&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When a non-fiction book (especially a tech book) doesn't sell, or a training course isn't successful, it's often because the reader was on one end of the graph while the writer/course developer was on the other. Or because the author/teacher believed that giving information &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; the way to communicate knowledge and understanding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This can also apply towards fiction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley &lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liz's Looming Lunacy: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Yahoo 360 &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l"&gt; http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;---&lt;br&gt;quiddity: the essence or nature of a thing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113589016047515658?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113589016047515658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113589016047515658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-readers-goal.html' title='&quot;what&apos;s the reader&apos;s goal?&quot;'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113483049949717015</id><published>2005-12-17T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T09:47:29.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Day</title><content type='html'>Ah, yes. As usual, Fred couldn't come out. I'm glad I didn't tell Terror. Well, we'll get that wireless card in, eventually, on our own. I just have to figure getting the screw loose without completely destroying the exterior framework of the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113483049949717015?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113483049949717015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113483049949717015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/12/yet-another-day.html' title='Yet Another Day'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113477959524580227</id><published>2005-12-16T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T19:33:15.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Test</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switched over my email address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to test it, and see if it's working properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113477959524580227?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113477959524580227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113477959524580227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-big-test.html' title='My Big Test'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113474978566180810</id><published>2005-12-16T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T11:16:25.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the second time this happened.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I received a telephone call from someone telling me that I won a five hundred dollar gift certificate to a mall. This was supposed to be a random prize for shopping at a mall. And of course, when I start asking questions, they hang up on me.  &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *sigh*&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No, I don't know if they'll ever ask for my bank account or credit card number, because I never let them get that far into the conversation. The calls are annoying though, because they always occur when I'm in the middle of something online. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Spam, spam, spam, telephone spam, spam, spam. *sigh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113474978566180810?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113474978566180810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113474978566180810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/12/thats-second-time-this-happened.html' title='That&apos;s the second time this happened.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113441811838370767</id><published>2005-12-12T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:08:38.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's settled, then</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We now know why Aeris the kitten has a watery eye. She came beck from the veterinarian's office today with two medications for pink eye. Because of this, she can't receive her vaccinations this week. Assuming all goes well, she goes back for her shots in two weeks; and if she has a discharge of any kind, if the eye shows no signs of clearing up, then she goes back next week. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even without a proper word processing program, I managed to get the summary sentence and the one paragraph outline done (if not revised) for the first trilogy that I plan to write starting in January. The next phase will be the three page outline for each book (sticky, since I don't have a proper word processing program) and then the six page outline for each one. You know I'm going to BS my way through at least part of each one, but I can revise the outlines later, at need. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And how was your Millenium, so far?&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113441811838370767?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113441811838370767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113441811838370767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-settled-then.html' title='It&apos;s settled, then'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113321624598447237</id><published>2005-11-28T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:17:26.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>I'm happy. Terror's treating me to dinner tonight. She just called to tell me she has a chicken Parmesan with my name on it. *grin* So we'll save the spaghetti for tomorrow night. It'as a happy surprise. ;-) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113321624598447237?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113321624598447237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113321624598447237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113304655562600599</id><published>2005-11-26T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T18:09:15.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: [THE PARASITORIUM] do you</title><content type='html'>---------- Forwarded message ----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;From: &lt;b class="gmail_sendername"&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;Date: Nov 26, 2005 6:07 PM&lt;br&gt;Subject: Re: [THE PARASITORIUM] do you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All of the above, whether I'm writing the horror (this is a horror group, you know), fantasy, or even SF. Some humor, some non-humor, but the humor tends to seep into the darker stuff. Have you ever noticed that a bit of humor in a dark story tends to give it that edge that makes it more human--and therefore, more plausible? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Er, although I write more from my keyboard then from my heart and soul. See, the only way I could use my heart to get the words down is if I cut it out to sue it on the keyboard, but then I wouldn't get the words out because--well, you know. And if I tried to write with my soul--well, the ancient meaning of soul was what folks think of as the human body. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for involving one's self in what one writes, that's two-edged at best: you have to be dispassionate enough to realize that the words you so frantically work to get down on paper, in a computer file or on a tape recorder will need editing, or at the least a good once-over. You have to be passionate enough to care about what you write and to keep sending out your stories, despite rejections, because you believe in them, but dispassionate enough about your stories that if you've made a mistake and an editor points it out to you (an act of supreme kindness), that you will not get upset over it and you will perhaps even look at your story and decide if you really should change it, or if changing it would change the tone of your story, and then you look at the surrounding prose to see if there's any way you could justify or clarify your decision with a little judicious editing--painting a new line here, painting over an arc there. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I think that's the longest response I've given to anything in this group in quite some time. *grin*&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="e" id="q_107ced4d54b7b7cd_1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;On 11/26/05, &lt;b class="gmail_sendername"&gt; L. U.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;write from ur heart and soul... putting part of u into what u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;create...writing from the experiences of ur life.... writing of the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that piss off others but that u know u can get away with in a work of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fiction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or do u write of the fanciful, far removed from self? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or do u feel there is no way to not leave part of self in ons craft?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lator gators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sg"&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley &lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liz's Looming Lunacy: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Yahoo 360 degrees thing:  &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liz's Looming Lunacy: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Yahoo 360 degrees thing: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113304655562600599?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113304655562600599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113304655562600599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/fwd-parasitorium-do-you.html' title='Fwd: [THE PARASITORIUM] do you'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113267747053521516</id><published>2005-11-22T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T11:37:50.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*scratches head*</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.behindthename.com/php/view.php?name=paisley"&gt;PAISLEY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;font class="fem"&gt;f&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="info"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="masc"&gt;m&lt;/font&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;font class="info"&gt;English&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;From a Scottish surname which may be ultimately derived from Latin  &lt;i&gt;basilica&lt;/i&gt; &amp;quot;church&amp;quot;.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liz's Looming Lunacy: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt; http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Yahoo 360 degrees thing: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113267747053521516?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113267747053521516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113267747053521516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/scratches-head.html' title='*scratches head*'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113251650506690975</id><published>2005-11-20T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:55:05.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on Auntie NaNoWriMo's Old Blues</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My &lt;a href="http://www.blurty.com/userinfo.bml?user=snapes_angel"&gt;blurty&lt;/a&gt; and LiveJournal profile pages are constantly updated with my count total, just FYI, but so far it stands at 8571. Yes, I know it's pathetic, but at least I finally started writing again.  &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now I think I'll go eat something before I croak. I'm getting offline now anyway, got more to write. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TTFN!&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt;Elizabeth Anne Ensley&lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt; http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liz's Looming Lunacy: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Yahoo 360 degrees thing: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113251650506690975?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113251650506690975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113251650506690975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/updates-on-auntie-nanowrimos-old-blues.html' title='Updates on Auntie NaNoWriMo&apos;s Old Blues'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113249345355790567</id><published>2005-11-20T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T08:30:53.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3.141719...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Apple Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/apple-pie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect combo of comforting and traditional  &lt;br /&gt;Those who like you crave security&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113249345355790567?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.joyofpi.com/' title='3.141719...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113249345355790567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113249345355790567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/3141719.html' title='3.141719...'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113224885894625183</id><published>2005-11-17T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:00:38.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats: Mighty Hunters of the Jung--err, housefold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, the cat is on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Just when I thought Terror had forgotten. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Actually, the shelter called here to make sure I was oaky with the cat. Snice Coral already asked me, I'd think that was a moot point, lol. They also got the number for the main office too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Why would I have a problem? Terror's the one who will pay cat support. XD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oh, and yes, Rachel promised to bring her digital camera so we can get a picture of the furry bundle of joy to share with y' all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-cut text="checklist"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Cat carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Cat toys.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Cat food.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SCratchnig post.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Litter box.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Food and water dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kitty litter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kitty litter mat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kitty food and water dish mat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kitty snacki-poos.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mom's approval.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;* Check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tranquilizer gun.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;oo;; Tranquilizer gun?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In case it tries to eat someone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hey, it's a kitten, not a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You've played with a kitten?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yes, but--&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Small difference, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delmars.com/kitcats/catsastr.htm"&gt;Zodia&lt;b&gt;cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113224885894625183?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sniksnak.com/cathealth/whydo.html' title='Cats: Mighty Hunters of the Jung--err, housefold.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113224885894625183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113224885894625183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/cats-mighty-hunters-of-jung-err.html' title='Cats: Mighty Hunters of the Jung--err, housefold.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113175583931783087</id><published>2005-11-11T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:02:08.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secondary Inversion of the Return of NaNoWriMo</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;[rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;5705 words. That's pathetic. I should have had quite a few more of them by now. I know what I want to write, I know what happens, so why am I not getting it written? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I miss my manual typewriter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You know what I mean: a nice, big, clunky, non-electronic device, one that you have to use Ko-Rec-Type or Spell-o-Tape on when you commit a major typo or seventy-billion, and that's only when you're on the second-to-last draft of your manuscript, when you're ready to tear your hair out when your fingers strike the wrong key, or several keys at once, so that the hammers get all stuck together and need to be pried apart with the diminutive equivalent of a crowbar. The feel of paper, of proper keys (and not this keyboarding/number pad/function key crap that you get with a computerized system--&lt;b&gt;Damn&lt;/b&gt; the shortcuts! &lt;i&gt;Full speed ahead!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Has technology, in a way, become the ultimate nemesis of the writer's productivity? Has the creative spirit been quelled by a ready access or overdose--an overabundance of sites where people post fiction that has been un-proofed, un-spellchecked, where the author of the piece does not want to trouble themselves with a revision because "it's too much trouble to write it, it takes too damn long, it's too much work..." Granted, there are also many, many writers who genuinely care enough about their work on the 'net to put forth their best effort and constantly strive to improve their prose.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes, you just miss the tactile sensation of inserting a paper into the carriage, hitting the carriage return several times in rapid succession, and the clatter of the hammers hitting the paper, the raised and sometimes faded lettering on the keyboard of the manual typewriters.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Damn it, where's the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/rant]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113175583931783087?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/Business/story?id=1305150' title='The Secondary Inversion of the Return of NaNoWriMo'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113175583931783087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113175583931783087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/secondary-inversion-of-return-of.html' title='The Secondary Inversion of the Return of NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113096598018401678</id><published>2005-11-02T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T16:13:00.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo Day Two</title><content type='html'>Over 3k&amp;nbsp; words form yesterday. My totals will be posted on my profiles both at the main site and on my LJ profile page. Fun! My NaNoWriMo mug arrived today. I have that, and my tee shirt, so I'm all set for the month.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Sleep? What is this 'sleep' that you speak of? *smile*&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113096598018401678?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113096598018401678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113096598018401678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/11/nanowrimo-day-two.html' title='NaNoWriMo Day Two'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113072352478796414</id><published>2005-10-30T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:52:04.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cybernetic Requiem Again</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;NaNo lost all my bookmarks and even my registration so I had ot go and sign upp all over again. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;THe computer is also, if not quite dead, then undead. I have na alternate, but it's not online and the wpp on it sucks. It insists on being on the internet before it will work. Bill Gates, why did you have ot create such a quirk=ridden system? *sigh* XP stands for "Extra-Peculiar".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113072352478796414?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org' title='Cybernetic Requiem Again'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113072352478796414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113072352478796414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/10/cybernetic-requiem-again.html' title='Cybernetic Requiem Again'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113052785165070642</id><published>2005-10-28T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T15:30:51.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Novel Writing Angst</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, Samhain's around the bend. Hallowe'en (or Halloween, depending on your geographical location) is Monday, and at the witching hour... I don't know if I'll be awake to start to write, but you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We Have Candy; We Have Candy. We're prepared this year. I hope that we don't run out of candy again before the day is done. I felt so bad last year, having to post that note on the door before nightfall. With luck the two meager (large) bags I managed to buy will be suffucuent. I should have bought a third, though, jsut in case.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I also managed to get a 26 oz. can of Chock Full O Nuts coffee. With the 13 ounce Maxwell Huose can, perhaps that will see me though November. That, and the very, very large box of powdered milk. My story changed again on me earlier today, so it now looks as if the prequel will also be a trilogy. Why can I not think of a simple story, rather than long and involved ones? I wonder if I should put this aside and work on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Swain's World&lt;/span&gt; again instead? At least I have that story organized enough, that I know what the first book will be about without having it grow backwards on me (a lot of my story ideas tend to do that, you see). It's finished maturing so at least it will be wasier to begin writing without mutating on me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Why can't life be simple? See Spot run. See Spot run to the dragon. See Spot bite the dragon. Does the dragon bite back? The dragon does not bite back. Does the dragon shoot fire? No ,the dragon does not shoot fire. What does the dragon do? The dragon runs away. The dragon is hiding. The dragon hides from Spot. The dragon is scared of Spot. Why is the dragon scared of Spot? Spot bit the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Grr... Brain rot. XD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Alan Rickman, I do hope you're oaky. I don't know if you intentionally lost a spot of weight for the role of Severus Snape this year or not, but you are quite noticeably thinner. We do need you for the movies, you know (not jsut for the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; ones [I despise changing actors in the middle of a series if it can be avoided] but you're also quite funny. Yes, I've seen  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Galazy Quest&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dogma&lt;/span&gt; [and every time I think of the latter, I want to say "I'm Sorry My Karma Ran Over Your Dogma--tooo used to the button at the cons lol]).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, that's all for this update, my droods. O My Brothers. It's been Horrorshow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113052785165070642?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org' title='National Novel Writing Angst'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113052785165070642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113052785165070642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/10/national-novel-writing-angst.html' title='National Novel Writing Angst'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789991.post-113018777940966589</id><published>2005-10-24T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T17:02:59.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seven days, approximate, until the start of &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org"&gt;National Novel writing Month.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seven more&amp;nbsp; days until the insanity begins.&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Six more days to try to stock up on Hallowe'en candy.&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I should go offline soon. I managed to write approximately 2.5k yesterday and I want to do the same today.&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't want to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GoF&lt;/span&gt; in the movie theater. I am pampered by the books, which have richer detail then the theatrical releases, and this movie looks to be the worst offender yet. This is nothing against Alan Rickman, or against&amp;nbsp; Dan Radcliffe or Rupert Grint or Emma Watson or any other actor in the movies. This is a matter of personal preference. Give me a few years to get used to the idea of Severus Snape not showing off his Dark Mark like he does in the book first, then I might be able to watch it on the telly (the one with the non-exploding ceramic penguin atop it) without flinching.&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have a pleasant day.&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;LiveJournal: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/aa9jh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liz's Looming Lunacy: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/8wh8w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Yahoo 360 degrees thing:  &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/a6l7l&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789991-113018777940966589?l=elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113018777940966589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789991/posts/default/113018777940966589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethannemarianneensley.blogspot.com/2005/10/seven-days-and-counting.html' title='Seven Days and Counting'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00144785147731510723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AzKBf7qDfkU/SrvEHJ2pOzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LOZ1A9ZVAgg/S220/Fwoosh+-+there+it+is.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
