The sporadic ramblings of Emily C. A. Snyder - devoted to God, theatre, writing, and much randominity.
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Brain candy!
Soooo.... Matt (aka Bluewoad) has been picking my brain about the subgenre of Fantasy of Manners and it is brain candy.
My appetite to write TSV is thoroughly whetted. All the moreso because I was able to delve into a Giselle entry that gave me a better introduction to Juste than Juste's own journals. Hurrah! Poor little Giszi!
Mais, maintenant, je dur aller. Rest ought to be sought at a decent hour (S&C will keep one up so!), and I've essays to correct (although thank God for second and third periods!). Other details of schoolwork must also be put together, retreats most noticeably. Must needs do that tomorrow. Tomorrow as well is another meeting with Pere J., hurrah, and then music practice for Sunday's parish mass.
Took Jules' adoration hour today, which was wonderful. I kept nodding off into slumber though that first half hour - very light, more like a deep daydream without the dreaming - but I kept thinking of the Little Flower and how fortunately He gives graces even if we're so infantile as to merely collapse in His presence. Rallied a bit the second half hour when I could sing in tongues (once the other adorers had left). But mostly it was looking at Him, and He returning the gaze. Warm goodness.
Bon soir, mes cheres et mademoiselles! Je dort, je dort, je dort - hallelujah!
Mood: Slumberly
Music: Les Miserables 10th Anniversary Concert
Thought: Only one more Diet Coke can left! Must needs replenish caffine supply!
Thought Redux: Oboe! I do so love the simple use of pizzicato strings and oboe in the aftermath of the barricade as a repetition of "Bring Him Home" - ah, they just brought in the clarinet. Sweeeeeeeeeeetness!
Soooo.... Matt (aka Bluewoad) has been picking my brain about the subgenre of Fantasy of Manners and it is brain candy.
My appetite to write TSV is thoroughly whetted. All the moreso because I was able to delve into a Giselle entry that gave me a better introduction to Juste than Juste's own journals. Hurrah! Poor little Giszi!
Mais, maintenant, je dur aller. Rest ought to be sought at a decent hour (S&C will keep one up so!), and I've essays to correct (although thank God for second and third periods!). Other details of schoolwork must also be put together, retreats most noticeably. Must needs do that tomorrow. Tomorrow as well is another meeting with Pere J., hurrah, and then music practice for Sunday's parish mass.
Took Jules' adoration hour today, which was wonderful. I kept nodding off into slumber though that first half hour - very light, more like a deep daydream without the dreaming - but I kept thinking of the Little Flower and how fortunately He gives graces even if we're so infantile as to merely collapse in His presence. Rallied a bit the second half hour when I could sing in tongues (once the other adorers had left). But mostly it was looking at Him, and He returning the gaze. Warm goodness.
Bon soir, mes cheres et mademoiselles! Je dort, je dort, je dort - hallelujah!
Mood: Slumberly
Music: Les Miserables 10th Anniversary Concert
Thought: Only one more Diet Coke can left! Must needs replenish caffine supply!
Thought Redux: Oboe! I do so love the simple use of pizzicato strings and oboe in the aftermath of the barricade as a repetition of "Bring Him Home" - ah, they just brought in the clarinet. Sweeeeeeeeeeetness!
posted by Emily C. A. Snyder | 9:33 PM
1 Comments:
Hey, I read Goblin Moon recently. It was a bit disturbing in parts--especially with the Luftmal witches and the knights of Mezztopholeez--but I really liked the character of Lord Skelbrooke, and thought it was an excellent book overall. I've also got the sequel, so I'll have to give that a shot soon.
Sean T. M. Stiennon
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