<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219</id><updated>2009-02-21T06:22:13.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>White Gulls Calling...</title><subtitle type='html'>Elei o Edheliel: Ramblings and Recommendations from an Elf-obsessed comic book geek</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-114696054577091768</id><published>2006-05-06T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T20:15:13.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanfiction: Just For Fun</title><content type='html'>I was reading posts on the lotrfanfiction.com forum, and one of them got me thinking. This was originally just a response to a comment on there, but I'm afraid it rather got away from me, so I decided to put it here instead. So: On Fanfiction and Fans, and Being Too Serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just too pretentious about what we do. I go to an art school so I'm surrounded by lots of silly teenagers puffed on their own importance, convinced that they're going to be the next Big Name in whatever their particular field is, and I alternately want to pat them on the head for their enthusiatic naivity or slap some sense into them and knock them off their high horse. (Inicidentally, I'm a teenager, too; I just avoid that because I'm going into comic books, and that is inherently a field about fannish fun more than Critical Acclaim and all that.) But pretention isn't restricted to the arts, and it has its place in fanfiction as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just aren't as willing to do things "just for fun" as one might think they should be. Everything has to be important or impressive or special. And I think that's really the problem. If people would write just from the standpoint of having fun and would &lt;i&gt;admit&lt;/i&gt; that that's all they're doing, perhaps the fans (and I have to include myself in this number) who pick at things like cannon and character and implausible plots wouldn't bother so much, but when an author turns in something rife with errors and presents it like the next Great Novel, well, I think we just sort of attack on instinct. ;) Raar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I try to take my own writing seriously, but that's because that's the sort of thing I enjoy reading. Even the humorous stories I like to read usually avoid being OOC, or if they are, it's OOCness specifically tailored to point out humor, such as in Noldo's "Balrog's Lunch"...which in and of itself is poking fun at the invasion of Mary-Sues. Yes, the hypocrisy of judgement is something I suffer from, and I must say that Mary-Sues set my teeth on edge. Does this mean I'm going to yell at someone for writing them? No...but it does mean I'm going to poke fun, because that's what I do. Sarcasm and snarkiness is my friend. ;) But there's no reason to flame people for it! Again, people take themselves too seriously; if you can't poke fun at yourself, you need to loosen up. And if you can't poke fun at someone without being mean, you need to do the same. We hold too much "holy" and it results in nothing but hurt feelings and flame wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the art school thing, I think that may be why I'm so open to criticism. If you aren't when you go to art school, you're screwed, because the only way to get better is to let people tear you apart...and to do the same to others. I have professors who will literally roast very good work over the coals, but they do it with love and usually with humor. But there are people who can't take this, and the slightest bit of critisicm will send them into a fury. Same is true in any art form, and writing is a form of art, even writing fanfiction. You can't view anything you've done as "perfect," just as "better than last time." And yes, I admit, it can be painful to watch something that you've put a lot of work in to be attacked, but you have to let it happen, because snapping back at someone offering real, actual criticism of what you've done only means that you're dooming yourself to never improving. This may be part of the reason why I have to wrestle so hard against leaving really harsh reviews; I've been trained for the last three years or so to leave no imperfection unnoticed and to brutally point out even good things that could be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I do try to approach with humility in my own writing, as much because I've seen some truly spectacular pieces as because it's fan-pieces of someone else's work, I do have a tendency to attack a bit when I read a story that strikes me a less than it should be. I try to rein it in when leaving comments, but since I try to always review what I read and yet leave a review that isn't totally empty this can be hard. Leaving a review of "lol good work" on a story that obviously could use some drastic improvement is nice, but not really useful. It may make an author feel good about themselves, and while that's not a bad thing, it doesn't help them get any better, which is really a big point about writing. (By the same token, there are stories that you read that really all you can say is "that was good" because you can't find anything to better.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering some of the crap I wrote when I was starting fanfiction writing, I really should know better, but it's hard when you read something that strikes you as hideous to remember that all writers start out sucking and it's only through the encouragment to continue writing that they get better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that end, I think that reviews can be the most important thing about fanfiction. They let an author know that there's at least the potential of entertaining one other person with their writing, and also they can force an author into finishing longer stories. I know that, for me, the best thing about posting a fanficiton is knowing that I'm going to be coerced into eventually actually &lt;i&gt;finishing&lt;/i&gt; it, because I don't want to leave it hanging openly and annoy a reader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up what has gotten quite verbosely out of hand, everyone's too bloody serious about what they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to take things with a grain of salt and stop leaping down everyone else's throats, but people also need to realize that when someone picks at your work they aren't doing it because "omg you suck go die now!"...they're doing it because they truly do want you to get better. The thing about fanfiction is, we do it because we love it, both writing and reading. And this means that you need to respect the material and your own work; you need to take the time to do it well, both because you should do that for yourself and because once you post something for others to read you're saying that you feel it's ready to be seen by the public eye. This also means that you want to read more of it, because that's why you write this sort of thing. And when you read something, you want it to be &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;, and that's why you critique. You're trying to build a collection of things you like, and that is done by adding and improving your own work and by getting the others that submit things to do better on their own pieces. However, remember, it is &lt;i&gt;just for fun.&lt;/i&gt; Don't be mean, but don't be defensive, either. If everyone can just &lt;b&gt;relax&lt;/b&gt; we'll have a better community overall, not just in fanfiction, but in everything we do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-114696054577091768?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://elasg.livejournal.com/2004/01/24/' title='Fanfiction: Just For Fun'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/114696054577091768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=114696054577091768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/114696054577091768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/114696054577091768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2006/05/fanfiction-just-for-fun.html' title='Fanfiction: Just For Fun'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-114435214471459446</id><published>2006-04-06T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:35:44.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Sharing is Caring</title><content type='html'>Very nicely written indeed. &lt;a href="http://simplyleftbehind.blogspot.com/2006/04/remember-when.html"&gt;Remember When?&lt;/a&gt; Actually, everything I've read on this blog was very nicely written so far. Thanks to ladielazarus for pointing it out. Now, I do my duty and spread the witticisms and wonders. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-114435214471459446?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://simplyleftbehind.blogspot.com/2006/04/remember-when.html' title='Because Sharing is Caring'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/114435214471459446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=114435214471459446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/114435214471459446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/114435214471459446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2006/04/because-sharing-is-caring.html' title='Because Sharing is Caring'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-114028898668399080</id><published>2006-02-18T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:59:56.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Sings You're Reading a Fic by Tathrin...</title><content type='html'>Have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://ressie-noldo.livejournal.com/56550.html?view=323814#t323814"&gt;Noldo&lt;/a&gt;. Will now list, in no particular order, the top ten signs that you're reading one of my fics. Please, consider yourself tagged in turn, and of course, feel free to add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The plot tends to vacillate and occassionally disappear behind the characters. If there even is a plot. Because all the plot really is, is the slightly-necessary vehicle to get the characters to appear. And once that's happened, it can fade into the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dialogue stretches on forever. As does introspection. And, for that matter, sentences; they're either fragments or entire paragraphs in and of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You just know there's going to be those little ***'s somewhere, because the scene cannot just play through. There must be a shift in time or space but more likely, in both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. There's so much detail in the descriptions that your mind implodes before you make it to where something actually happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wounds will be described in as much painful detail as everything else, but they will have very little impact on stopping the character suffering from them, even if s/he by rights ought to be unconcious in the critical condition ward right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Somehow, some time, some way, light will glimmer or shimmer or glance or dance or so on and so forth. (Probably on somebody's silken hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Geographic reality and even sensibility is optional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Every conversation turns into some sort of snappy back-and-forth bit of banter...and it lasts forever, or at least until I can't think of a good come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You need a microscope to find a grain of romance, but an umbrella to protect from the deluges of sarcasm and snarkiness. And a blast shield to keep from being impalled upon the never-ending series of dashes--whether they're strictly necessary or not--but who wants to use a comma when a dash will suffice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the most obvious sign that you're reading a fic by me: &lt;i&gt;it never bloody updates&lt;/i&gt;. Sorry about that... *slinks away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-114028898668399080?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ressie-noldo.livejournal.com/56550.html?view=323814#t323814' title='Top 10 Sings You&apos;re Reading a Fic by Tathrin...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/114028898668399080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=114028898668399080' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/114028898668399080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/114028898668399080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2006/02/top-10-sings-youre-reading-fic-by.html' title='Top 10 Sings You&apos;re Reading a Fic by Tathrin...'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-113691617982735598</id><published>2006-01-10T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T14:49:00.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Edhel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/dphenreckson/1049378241_Hmiddleearthelvish.jpg" border="0" alt="Elvish"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Elvish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/dphenreckson/quizzes/To%20which%20race%20of%20Middle%20Earth%20do%20you%20belong%3F/"&gt; To which race of Middle Earth do you belong?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm an Elf! And speaking of Elves...&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2115421/30/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shadows Creeping&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has finally been updated. I don't know when I'll be able to post another update, or one for &lt;i&gt;Ostad&lt;/i&gt;, but I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; still working on both of them, don't worry! Eventually...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-113691617982735598?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://quizilla.com/users/dphenreckson/quizzes/To%20which%20race%20of%20Middle%20Earth%20do%20you%20belong%3F/' title='Edhel!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/113691617982735598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=113691617982735598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113691617982735598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113691617982735598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2006/01/edhel.html' title='Edhel!'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-113665207054164434</id><published>2006-01-07T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T11:41:10.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an Intelligent Argument</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;10 Best reasons Gay Marriage is wrong:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;~Courtesy &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/lordmookie"&gt;Lord Mookie&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://dominic-deegan.com"&gt;Dominic Deegan&lt;/a&gt; fame.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britany Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Re-post this if you believe love makes a marriage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-113665207054164434?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://livejournal.com/users/lordmookie' title='Time for an Intelligent Argument'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/113665207054164434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=113665207054164434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113665207054164434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113665207054164434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-for-intelligent-argument.html' title='Time for an Intelligent Argument'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-113266721223734217</id><published>2005-11-27T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:23:51.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame and Hypocrisy</title><content type='html'>I came here to tell you all how amazing &lt;i&gt;Good Omens&lt;/i&gt; is, but I can't right now. Instead, I have to tell you about something that is far, far beyond horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always had a "thing" about napalm, even from my earliest knowledge of what it is. It makes my stomach twist everytime someone mentions Vietnam. I can think of few fates so horrible as that. I am sure there are some, but nothing comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;And now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not words to express the shame I feel at being an American citizen right now. There are not words with which to describe the sick horror I feel. &lt;br /&gt;There are not words, but if you read those of &lt;a href="http://riverbendblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Riverbend&lt;/a&gt;, you may get a sense of what it is like to live with that horror daily. &lt;br /&gt;There are not words, but there is a &lt;a href="http://www.rainews24.rai.it/ran24/inchiesta/video/fallujah_ING.wmv"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; that may make you understand. It is disturbing and horrifying, and I cannot in good conscience recommend that you watch it, because the images are horrible and the meaning behind them worse...but I cannot in conscience &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; tell you to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will disturb you, but you need to be disturbed. The &lt;i&gt;world&lt;/i&gt; needs to be disturbed, and it needs to be told, and it needs to be shown. Because there is nothing--&lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt;--that can justify this kind of horror. &lt;i&gt;Nothing&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;And perhaps the worst part of it all? It is the "good guys" doing it. &lt;br /&gt;"We"--and I cannot describe how much that word twists and tears me to have to use it--"we" go in because of "weapons of mass destruction"...and then we use &lt;i&gt;this?&lt;/i&gt; Who's the villain here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick. If this is what it felt like in the 60s...and then, at least, the cover-ups got broken. Now, it's like no one cares. No one is &lt;i&gt;allowed&lt;/i&gt; to care. You'd think "we" would have learned our lesson from Vietnam, but apparently "we" learned the wrong one. Instead of learning that there are some horrors that cannot and should not be unleashed for any reasons, "we" apparently learned, rather, that &lt;i&gt;if and when&lt;/i&gt; you plan to unleash such evil, you need to make sure that no one finds out. &lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; the lesson we should have learned from all that! That is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; right by any stretch of the imagination or twisting of the truth. That is so far beyond wrong, there do not exist the words to say it. How can people &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; things like that to another human being? And still call themselves "good" and "just" and "right" and "righteous" while they do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not right. They are not righteous. And they make me wish I believed in Hell, because even that would not be torment enough to pay for what they have done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have words. And I am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-113266721223734217?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://riverbendblog.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_riverbendblog_archive.html#113218124805731713' title='Shame and Hypocrisy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/113266721223734217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=113266721223734217' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113266721223734217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113266721223734217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/11/shame-and-hypocrisy.html' title='Shame and Hypocrisy'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-113230430001835456</id><published>2005-11-18T03:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T03:58:20.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Goblet of Awesome</title><content type='html'>Just got back from the midnight showing of &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/i&gt; and I cannot possibly say how much I loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...However, I'm having a really, really hard time keeping my eyes open as the sheer overwhelming excitement is starting to wear off and I think it's time to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;(More shall be forthcoming here when I need a quick break in between doing my finals.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go see it! It rules so very much!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-113230430001835456?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/113230430001835456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=113230430001835456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113230430001835456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113230430001835456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter-and-goblet-of-awesome.html' title='Harry Potter and the Goblet of Awesome'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-113113356583138606</id><published>2005-11-04T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T14:46:05.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dionaea House</title><content type='html'>I just found a really cool thing. I'd say more about it, but...that would ruin it. Check it out when you have time to read, because you need to read the whole thing. &lt;a href="http://www.dionaea-house.com/default.htm"&gt;Dionaea House&lt;/a&gt; Read through all of those, then check out the &lt;a href="http://www.dionaea-house.com/updates.htm"&gt;Updates Page&lt;/a&gt; and look at all the links on that page, either as they come up or all together at the end.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite worth the time, I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And don't read any comments, either here or on any of those site, until you're done; it's better that way. Trust me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-113113356583138606?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dionaea-house.com/default.htm' title='Dionaea House'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/113113356583138606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=113113356583138606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113113356583138606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/113113356583138606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/11/dionaea-house.html' title='Dionaea House'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-112975300889730357</id><published>2005-10-19T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:16:48.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Rain</title><content type='html'>It may be only rain, but it almost made me cry. My eyes &lt;i&gt;actually watered&lt;/i&gt;, and if you know me you know how shockingly rare that is. A very short, almost poetic piece written by the amazing &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net/~Noldo"&gt;Noldo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2625152/1/"&gt;Only Rain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is an absolutely amazing piece of work. Every line is beautiful beyond belief. It starts out almost light and amusing and wades through sweet and bitter both without changing tone one bit before depositing you in shocked sorrow at the elegantly crafted end. I cannot possibly recommend this story highly enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-112975300889730357?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2625152/1/' title='Only Rain'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/112975300889730357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=112975300889730357' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112975300889730357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112975300889730357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/10/only-rain.html' title='Only Rain'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-112888871155297444</id><published>2005-10-09T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:17:55.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadowsong</title><content type='html'>I just read &lt;a href="http://henneth-annun.net/stories/chapter_view.cfm?STID=4038&amp;SPOrdinal=1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shadowsong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it was absolutely amazing. Terrifying and deliciously creepy and chilling and absolutely amazing. I've never even thought about getting inside a Nazgul's head before, and now I don't think I'll ever be able to escape. She crafted the words so beautifully, and warped them so very, very well into evilness. It's an absolutely amazing piece of work. I dedicate my future nightmares to Ellisande with admiration. Go get inside the Witch King's head, and shiver in the darkness that was once his soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-112888871155297444?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://henneth-annun.net/stories/chapter_view.cfm?STID=4038&amp;SPOrdinal=1' title='Shadowsong'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/112888871155297444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=112888871155297444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112888871155297444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112888871155297444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/10/shadowsong.html' title='Shadowsong'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-112856848886515628</id><published>2005-10-05T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:16:08.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane Nirvana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mundanenirvana.comicgenesis.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2094/686/400/MundaneNirvanaBanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right people, you finally get to learn why I havne't updated any of my fics as I was supposed to. This is why: &lt;a href="http://mundanenirvana.comicgenesis.com"&gt;Mundane Nirvana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right (well, if you haven't clicked the link you don't know yet, so I'll tell you!) I have a webcomic. It's not &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; mine; I'm just the artist. My friend &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~ladielazarus"&gt;Lady L&lt;/a&gt; is our writer. And apparently I'm the html-manager, which sucks, as I suck. Very much so, as you can see from the lame and pretty much non-existant layout of the site. &lt;br /&gt;But the important part is I HAVE A WEBCOMIC!&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out. Please? I'm &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; excited! &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, and don't worry, now that this is beginning to finally be sorted out, I'll have time to start writing again. Promise!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: See, &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2240018/13/"&gt;Ostad&lt;/a&gt; is updated now! 10-08&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Look, and &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2115421/27/"&gt;Shadows Creeping&lt;/a&gt;, too! 10-11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-112856848886515628?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mundanenirvana.comicgenesis.com' title='Mundane Nirvana'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/112856848886515628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=112856848886515628' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112856848886515628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112856848886515628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/10/mundane-nirvana.html' title='Mundane Nirvana'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-112654110637248856</id><published>2005-09-12T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T12:05:06.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Beautiful Dance</title><content type='html'>This is one of the most beautiful stories I have ever read. Certainly, it's the most Elvish. It doesn't even feel like you're reading so much as...I don't know, I'm not verbally skilled enough to explain it. It seems as if you're &lt;i&gt;being&lt;/i&gt; it, but from outside. If that makes any sense at all, which it probably doesn't. But really, it is just absolutely, absolutely beautiful. It's a short tale about Elrond and Arwen sharing a last dance before he departs, and it says so much so elegantly. &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1793151/1/"&gt;Dancing Within Walls&lt;/a&gt;, by Sphinx, is a story you just have to read. It's short, just one chapter, so it won't eat a lot of your time, but it's amazing. Such beautiful lines, and they flow together so that it's almost like music itself. You can probably find it on your favorite lotr-fanfiction site (I know it's up at SoA and I think it's at HASA too) but I just included the FFnet link because for all it's faults, you can review there without taking the time to register--and a story like this deserves far more reviews than it has right now. Please do go and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-112654110637248856?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1793151/1/' title='The Most Beautiful Dance'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/112654110637248856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=112654110637248856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112654110637248856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112654110637248856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/09/most-beautiful-dance.html' title='The Most Beautiful Dance'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-112624138079140093</id><published>2005-09-09T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:16:31.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>V and SCAD ETA</title><content type='html'>So, as of this weekend I'll be back at college, which is (hopefully) good news for all of you, as it means I'll be back to writing and posting and updating and all that good stuff that sort of disappeared over the summer. A few days to get everything sorted, and unless Art History proves to be even more evil than I think it will, I should be back to writing. &lt;br /&gt;Cross your fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the meantime, here's a link to a trailer for what will &lt;i&gt;hopefully&lt;/i&gt; be an absolutely amazing movie: &lt;a href="http://vforvendetta.warnerbros.com/trailer.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The book, by Alan Moore and David Lloyd, is completely mind-blowing. It was part of the "required reading" I was handed when I started work at the comic book store, and it's an absolute favorite. I highly, highly suggest you visit your local wherever-you-buy-graphic-novels store and pick up a copy, because it's really, really amazing. And if you're at all interested in things like the theatre of melodrama, overthrow of corrupt governments, futuristic fascist societies, post-apocalyptic futures, well-written literature, stories where you'll notice something new the seventeenth time you read them (I just did...I'm so stupid; Rose is the rose, sheesh...), and things that make you think long after you've finished them, you'll love it. That's absolutely a guarentee.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if the movie can only be half as good as the book, I'll be in heaven...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-112624138079140093?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://vforvendetta.warnerbros.com/trailer.html' title='V and SCAD ETA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/112624138079140093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=112624138079140093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112624138079140093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112624138079140093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/09/v-and-scad-eta.html' title='V and SCAD ETA'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-112472832413475296</id><published>2005-08-22T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T12:32:04.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Something Written!</title><content type='html'>So, firstly and most importantly, I've finally updated. You can find both of them at &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net/~Rhys"&gt;FanFiction.Net&lt;/a&gt; or at &lt;a href="http://lotrfanfiction.com/viewuser.php?uid=128"&gt;LOTRFanfiction&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ostad&lt;/span&gt; is also up at &lt;a href="http://www.fosff.net/viewstory.php?sid=13912"&gt;Freedom of Speech Fanfiction&lt;/a&gt; should you wish to see any of them. Many apologies for keeping anybody waiting who was reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, do to rejoice good gentles, for Renaissance Faire season is upon us again! Do to give a hearty "huzzah!" my good people. Aye, one of my chief obsessions, the &lt;a href="http://parenaissancefaire.com/"&gt;Pennsylvania Renaissance Faire&lt;/a&gt;, is in session once again. Anyone near enough to come, I highly recommend you do so! There are very few things indeed half so fun as a Renaissance Faire, so if you have one in your area, I suggest checking it out. Oh, and if you go? Do it in garb. Everything is more fun in costume, but especially a Renaissance Faire! &lt;br /&gt;Alas, 'tis all I have to say. And so, I bid thee all anon and fare thee well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-112472832413475296?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://fanfiction.net/~Rhys' title='Finally, Something Written!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/112472832413475296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=112472832413475296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112472832413475296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112472832413475296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally-something-written.html' title='Finally, Something Written!'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-112106354554415319</id><published>2005-07-11T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T02:34:12.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Dead Yet</title><content type='html'>Hello all, guess what? I'm still alive. Sorry I haven't been around. Summer's been fun for me, awfully busy though. I'm about halfway done with my next chapter, though, so it's entirely possible that I'll have an update out sometime before July is over. But I can't say for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just saw &lt;i&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/i&gt; and it was a &lt;i&gt;lot&lt;/i&gt; of fun, absolutely hysterical. Highly recommended, you'll have a great time. Even Sue was in character, and I was worried about her. Johnny and Ben were both priceless and perfect. Worth seeing just for those two, honest. &lt;br /&gt;Also saw &lt;i&gt;War of the Worlds&lt;/i&gt; and it's another enjoyable movie albeit less comedic and more suspenseful. My only complaint on that one would be (aside from a video camera that must be magically powered because it works when it shouldn't), it seems to me, a bit confused about the ending if one were unfamiliar with the story. It just seems too subtle for most people, I'm afraid. However, having known it going in I can't say for certain. &lt;br /&gt;Heading back in time a bit, &lt;i&gt;Batman&lt;/i&gt; was excellent. Scarecrow was charmingly creepy, Ra's was elegently evil, Alfred was astonishing, and Batman--well, both the Dark Knight and his alter ego were very well done indeed. Excellent work to Mister Bale for that. To everyone invovled, really; even poor little Katie Holmes did well, I think--for the obligatory "randomly inserted female character" that she was playing, who surprisingly managed to not annoy me at all. Awesome movie, really. I can't wait for the sequel. And the fact that I just got back from Chicago, where they filmed parts of it, is just too cool for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all as far as interesting updates or recommendations. Haven't really had any time to read lately, sorry. Uh, let me think...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have the address for the website I had to make for Computer Art, I suppose. Not much of an update, I know, but it's all I can muster at the moment. I'll try and do better next time, promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bed for me now. Ta, lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I should probably give the address I mentioned. Might help, no? Right:  &lt;a href="http://studentpages.scad.edu/~nwagma20/"&gt;http://studentpages.scad.edu/~nwagma20/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-112106354554415319?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/112106354554415319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=112106354554415319' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112106354554415319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/112106354554415319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/07/not-dead-yet.html' title='Not Dead Yet'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111678249640402885</id><published>2005-05-22T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T13:24:17.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weapon is Your Life</title><content type='html'>Told you I'd give myself a lightsaber this weekend! Now if only I could find a way to get one for real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/640/Nicky%20visits%20Geonosis.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/320/Nicky%20visits%20Geonosis.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should have a lightsaber...even if only in Photoshop. ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111678249640402885?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111678249640402885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111678249640402885' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111678249640402885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111678249640402885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-weapon-is-your-life.html' title='This Weapon is Your Life'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111651993534040297</id><published>2005-05-19T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:26:19.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume pictures!</title><content type='html'>Last night was so awesome, I absolutely love midnight showings. There's really nothing like 'em...especially when you go in costume! I lost track of how many pictures I ended up in. I might have even made the local news! It was great, there were some really impressive outfits. A stormtrooper, an arc trooper, a sandperson, a Jek Porkins, and a Darth Vader that really blew me away, especially. They were extraordinarily well done. And I &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; want one of those nifty new lightsabers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm being very good and restraining myself from mentioning anything about the movie yet, save that I'm still in a state of shock and it hasn't sunk in that I've seen it. So this is a SPOILER FREE blog, at least for a day or so! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, I got pictures of me before I left! There's the project that ate my life for the past two, three weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/640/Nicky%20as%20Aayla%20Secura.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/320/Nicky%20as%20Aayla%20Secura.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aayla Secura costume came out so much better than I thought it would, and the paint almost matched the leotard and headdress. &lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt; awesome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/640/Nicky%20Secura%2C%20Jedi%20Knight.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/320/Nicky%20Secura%2C%20Jedi%20Knight.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of Photoshopping this weekend, and I'll be holding a lightsaber...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/640/Nicky%20putting%20on%20glove1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/320/Nicky%20putting%20on%20glove1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a glove so the sleeve of the leotard wouldn't show on my wrist...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/640/Nicky%20getting%20her%20make-up%20done1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/320/Nicky%20getting%20her%20make-up%20done1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Twi'lek Jedi needs her own make-up artist...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/640/Nicky%20Close-up%20Profile1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/267/2520/320/Nicky%20Close-up%20Profile1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blue da ba dee da ba da...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Again, sorry I can't find a way to cut them or something so they don't make it take awhile to load...I'm html incompetent, many apologies!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111651993534040297?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111651993534040297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111651993534040297' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111651993534040297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111651993534040297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/05/costume-pictures.html' title='Costume pictures!'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111649016758089539</id><published>2005-05-19T04:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T04:09:27.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode III</title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no other words. &lt;br /&gt;I'm still in a state of shock. It has yet to sink in that I've seen it.&lt;br /&gt;My brain is now dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111649016758089539?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111649016758089539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111649016758089539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111649016758089539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111649016758089539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/05/episode-iii.html' title='Episode III'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111465523129856428</id><published>2005-04-27T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T22:27:11.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yee hee hee! Episode Threeeeeeeeee!!!</title><content type='html'>Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! *jumps up and down clapping her hands* &lt;br /&gt; I just got my Episode III ticket!!! &lt;br /&gt;*cue strange mix of fangirl squealing and evil mwa-ha-ha laughter!!!*&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hee, I am SUCH a geek...but the theater didn't take credit cards, so I couldn't buy it with my Darth Vader card, which would have been just SO awesome...&lt;br /&gt;But YYYAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, can't wait for midnight on the 18th!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111465523129856428?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111465523129856428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111465523129856428' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111465523129856428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111465523129856428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/04/yee-hee-hee-episode-threeeeeeeeee.html' title='Yee hee hee! Episode Threeeeeeeeee!!!'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111445071015669818</id><published>2005-04-25T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T13:38:30.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pale Moon Rises</title><content type='html'>Time to recommend another fic. &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2155543/1/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fading Unto Night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, by Lisette, is a beautiful, poignant, bittersweet story about Arwen's end. If you enjoyed the incredible Thundera Tiger's &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/516147/1/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beyond This World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (or even your humble poster's lesser &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2082767/1/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mellyn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) this is a story for you. Where I sort of brushed over Arwen and went on to everyone's favorite Elf and Dwarf, Lisette pulls no punches in showing us the bitter that Arwen must reap after her six-score years of sweet. It will choke you up and make you smile and maybe bring a tear to your eye--or quite a bit more if you cry easier than desert-eyed moi does. It's beautifully written and seemlessly melds lovely visuals with a few lines from Tolkien and pieces of "Into the West" with a very delightful turn of phrase. I suggest playing said song while you read it, but if you do, have some tissues handy just in case. Simply a beautiful story and well worth the short read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111445071015669818?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2155543/1/' title='A Pale Moon Rises'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111445071015669818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111445071015669818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111445071015669818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111445071015669818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/04/pale-moon-rises.html' title='A Pale Moon Rises'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111394210158255559</id><published>2005-04-19T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T16:21:41.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Fugue</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back and posting and reading again, and even offering a recommendation again: &lt;i&gt;Fugue&lt;/i&gt; by the lovely Noldo. It left me absolutely speechless. I really hope there are lots of lurkers out here to go off and read it, because it was amazing. &lt;i&gt;This&lt;/i&gt; is Denethor. This is what the movie missed, what the books even only touched the surface of. Here he is, Steward of Gondor; read his mind and despair for him. Simply amazing. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in my computer art class right now sneaking fic-reading in between projects, but I had to post this right now because it was so highly awesome. Noldo m'dear, if you're reading this, let me just say "wow" again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*** And ladies, let me apologize for how long it took me to read your latest bits, they were excellent. Avie, I don't know why FFnet won't let me post my reviews to your new chapters, but I'll try one more time after class ends (I have them written and saved on my laptop) and then I'll just put them here for you. Hope that works, because it's bloody annoying reading something so good and not being able to comment. Seriously, the latest &lt;/i&gt;Conversations&lt;i&gt; was one of the best things I think you've written. Incredible...so I suppose this has just become a double recommendation, but ah well, it's deserved. And it's my site, so I'm allowed to do things like that. ;) I'll put the link in as soon as I get back to a computer that isn't annoying and won't let me do things like that for some reason. Anyway, brilliant work you two, and I'm sorry I didn't get to see them sooner!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111394210158255559?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2319166/1/' title='The Amazing Fugue'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111394210158255559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111394210158255559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111394210158255559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111394210158255559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/04/amazing-fugue.html' title='The Amazing Fugue'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111275573424635498</id><published>2005-04-05T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T22:48:54.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return (Revenge?) of the Tathrin!!!</title><content type='html'>Normal service has been resumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well good news my little lovelies! The computer has returned to me! My own, my preciousss... So yes! I'm back, recommendations and randomness will commence once more! Speaking of, Thundera Tiger has updated &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/473575/1/"&gt;Land of Light and Shadows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which has made me very happy! And on that note, I have updated as well, both &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2115421/1/"&gt;Shadows Creeping&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2240018/1/"&gt;Ostad&lt;/a&gt;, finally! So yes, I'm back, and very very happy about it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111275573424635498?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111275573424635498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111275573424635498' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111275573424635498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111275573424635498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/04/return-revenge-of-tathrin.html' title='The Return (Revenge?) of the Tathrin!!!'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-111138462376374736</id><published>2005-03-21T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T00:57:03.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Laptop</title><content type='html'>The laptop's LCD screen blew. It's at Dell right now being fixed. As it blew out as soon as break began, I haven't gotten anything written. Apologies and I'll be back when they send it to me. GREAT sadness. Finally get the mouse, and the computer dies...I think I'm cursed. It's the only explanation, I have decided. Again, sorry, and I'll be back...eventually. Just keeping you up to date on the cursed computerness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-111138462376374736?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/111138462376374736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=111138462376374736' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111138462376374736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/111138462376374736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/03/dead-laptop.html' title='Dead Laptop'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-110965356908927405</id><published>2005-02-28T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T00:14:01.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trials and Tribulations of Being Friends with an Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Finals are approaching. This means that time is fast dwindling away. The more I tighten my grip, the more time slips through my fingers…er, sorry. Anyway, this is especially for the person who has to deal with most of these, but hopefully the rest of you can be amused as well. So, my top fifteen trails. Feel free to add any that you can come up with! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt; Having had to have said, “you have blue (or another color of your choice, but blue is the most common) on your face” so often you no longer notice when you do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt; Coming into the room to find the Artist attempting to contort herself into interesting positions…and the bad luck to be spotted by the Artist and thus instructed to assume the interesting positions yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt; Conversations that are suddenly interrupted with lines such as “oh crap, trees are green!” or “um, water…water has ripples, right?” in the midst of serious intellectual dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4.)&lt;/span&gt; Phone calls at odd hours that start, “Suerat and anyone else ever connected to pointillism needs to die,” and are then abruptly disconnected. Sometimes with muttering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5.)&lt;/span&gt; AIM conversations that are paused by, “hang on, just let me finish the moon,” and then do not resume for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6.)&lt;/span&gt; AIM conversations that attempt to continue despite the moon and due to the disclaimer “painting, excuse typos” and thus end up with some interesting and exceptionally creative misspellings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7.)&lt;/span&gt; Screams of frustration that seem to contain the words, “whoever invented trees was a &lt;i&gt;sadist!&lt;/i&gt;” or “I hate feet!” with no further explanation offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8.)&lt;/span&gt; Random mutterings along the lines of, “why do we have noses? Noses are evil. We should cut them all off. No more noses for anyone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9.)&lt;/span&gt; India ink. Carpet. Open bottle. Elbow. Resolve sucks. No further words. Oh yeah, the Artist’s Friend now has new carpet in her living room…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10.)&lt;/span&gt; Attempting to decipher mutterings around the brush in the Artist’s mouth that seem to be intended to mean, “hang on, mixing paint.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11.)&lt;/span&gt; Random exclamations of, “holy sithspit, I think I just put my foot in my palette!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12.)&lt;/span&gt; Random exclamations of, “gah, dropped brush, crap, hair!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;13.)&lt;/span&gt; Random silence on the phone. Usually followed by something like, “crap, mom could always get these out of my clothes,” or the slightly more entertaining, “paint on pants! Paint on pants!” and the sounds of frantic scrambling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;14.) &lt;/span&gt;And of course…sudden disappearances of the Artist around Finals time while she locks herself up with her paints and papers, emerging only to feed and fly to the art supply store…or for periods of procrastination. Often late at night during prime sleep time, or at least in the afternoon during prime work time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;But really, without procrastination, what would artists do for inspiration? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;15.)&lt;/span&gt; …there’s always bug their friends, of course. That can be number fifteen. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-110965356908927405?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/110965356908927405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=110965356908927405' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/110965356908927405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/110965356908927405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/02/trials-and-tribulations-of-being.html' title='The Trials and Tribulations of Being Friends with an Artist'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9430219.post-110929404116249377</id><published>2005-02-24T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T20:14:47.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanya...</title><content type='html'>I have to showcase this artist now. Avalon Estel showed me, and I'm in awe. Simply and truly amazing. &lt;a href="http://the-gwyllion.deviantart.com/"&gt;Go&lt;/a&gt; check it out; I guarantee you will be amazed by the beauty and skill demonstrated. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;I feel both inadequate and inspired right now. Only the best art that do that to a person, in my opinion. Simply incredible. &lt;img src="http://www.deviantart.com/view/13393424/"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9430219-110929404116249377?l=tathrin.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.deviantart.com/view/13393424/' title='Vanya...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/feeds/110929404116249377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9430219&amp;postID=110929404116249377' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/110929404116249377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9430219/posts/default/110929404116249377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tathrin.blogspot.com/2005/02/vanya.html' title='Vanya...'/><author><name>Tathrin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15832445918659697574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10198024834273373954'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>22</thr:total></entry></feed>