30 Nov 2008

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30 Nov 2008 01:58 am
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Half a Crown Half a Crown by Jo Walton

The Small Change trilogy is set in an alternate history in which Britain makes peace with Hitler and a fascist group takes over the government. The rest of the post contains a few very general spoilers. Comments may contain more specific spoilers )

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30 Nov 2008 01:58 am
firecat: damiel from wings of desire tasting blood on his fingers. text "i has a flavor!" (Default)
Half a Crown Half a Crown by Jo Walton

The Small Change trilogy is set in an alternate history in which Britain makes peace with Hitler and a fascist group takes over the government. The rest of the post contains a few very general spoilers. Comments may contain more specific spoilers )
firecat: damiel from wings of desire tasting blood on his fingers. text "i has a flavor!" (Default)
Things I made are overrunning the house and I'm thinking of starting an Etsy store to sell some of them. If you have any thoughts about Etsy either as a seller or as a buyer, I'd like to know them.
firecat: damiel from wings of desire tasting blood on his fingers. text "i has a flavor!" (Default)
Things I made are overrunning the house and I'm thinking of starting an Etsy store to sell some of them. If you have any thoughts about Etsy either as a seller or as a buyer, I'd like to know them.
firecat: damiel from wings of desire tasting blood on his fingers. text "i has a flavor!" (Default)
via [livejournal.com profile] elisem

Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.

Suliram, Suliram, Ram, Ram, Ram

Dancing with tears in my eyes
Come out at night
There was a house in New Orleans
Weekend is the weekend

There is no political solution
When the music's over
There is money going overseas
You know when you're close you really turn me on

Hold a day dream
This room is brown and ugly
Until the philosophy which hold one race superior and another inferior
I lit out from Reno I was trailed by 20 hounds

Zhara Bee, Zha Zha
The old Rocker wore his hair too long
We fall into the spaces blind, the puzzle so unkind
Asked the girl what she wanted to be

i was lying on the grass on sunday morning of last week
Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky
Gonna lose my way tomorrow
Baby runnin' everywhere
firecat: damiel from wings of desire tasting blood on his fingers. text "i has a flavor!" (Default)
via [livejournal.com profile] elisem

Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.

Suliram, Suliram, Ram, Ram, Ram

Dancing with tears in my eyes
Come out at night
There was a house in New Orleans
Weekend is the weekend

There is no political solution
When the music's over
There is money going overseas
You know when you're close you really turn me on

Hold a day dream
This room is brown and ugly
Until the philosophy which hold one race superior and another inferior
I lit out from Reno I was trailed by 20 hounds

Zhara Bee, Zha Zha
The old Rocker wore his hair too long
We fall into the spaces blind, the puzzle so unkind
Asked the girl what she wanted to be

i was lying on the grass on sunday morning of last week
Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky
Gonna lose my way tomorrow
Baby runnin' everywhere

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