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The Joy of Sharing Manga with Others

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I love manga and anime, as I am sure you all know and I love sharing this wonderful world with anyone who wants to dive in.  I don’t force it on anyone, but if someone want to talk about it and wants me to give them some recommendations, I am your girl.

Recently my cousin Frankie had asked me for some reading material and after exhausting the free ebooks I had, I turned her towards fanfiction which then of course made me want to recommend manga fanfiction.  Until about a month ago, she had never read a manga in her life, as of today, she has caught up with Naruto and Bleach and is currently making eating up Rurouni Kenshin.  If you haven’t read Rurouni Kenshin and want to try a manga, I would highly recommend this one. It is one of my all time favorites and has bit of everything, great story, romance, action, angst and best of all-it is complete. 

 

Frankie started reading it a couple of weeks ago and I received this email from her just 5 minutes ago.  Warning it contains a spoiler-sort of- but it is too good not to share.

 

SPOILER (Highlight to see)

Email from Frankie to me:

I KNOW KAROU DID NOT JUST DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ARLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN?!!!

I should have felt bad, but instead I crackled and danced!  I send her a email basically tell her to keep reading but I couldn’t contain my glee.  Like Mikey, she liked it! She really liked it! And, she only got that upset because the characters mattered and the story took her. 

Welcome to the Manga camp Frankie, I am pleased as hell to have you here!

Posted in I am Turning Japanese, Manga.


Peanut Countdown: D-day Approaches!

The last couple of weeks have been a blur of activity.  Let’s review some of the things from my previous list and see a status update:

  • Met my new OBGYN.
    • I have to say I am very happy with my new doctor.  Since meeting her last week, I had a whole series of blood test done, a rather gross 24-hour urine collection (NOT PLEASENT.  Something about having bodily fluids chilling in my fridge made me want to puke.  Couldn’t wait to give it to the nurse the next day) and ultrasound with fetal monitoring.  She also spent time explaining to us since I have diabetes they will try to induce at 38 to 39 weeks depending on the baby and my health.  Meaning my due date is no longer the 24th but will most likely be around the 10th through the 17th.  I felt really comfortable with her and her abilities.  Peanut and I are in good hands.
    • Got a bit of a shock when I was told yesterday, Peanut is now about 4lbs and 12 oz.  I swore my doctor was going to give me the evil eye, but instead she said he is at a very good weight, just about 10% above average and for a diabetic mom that is great.  She was happy with the blood sugar control, his abdomen size, his moment and heart beat measurements.
    • She must have liked what she saw because instead of seeing her each week like we originally thought, she asked to see me yesterday in two weeks.
  • Weekly ultrasounds
    • Just started my weekly ultrasounds and fetal monitoring.  All looked great.  Peanut was caught swallowing and practicing his breathing exercises.
    • Peanut is currently breeched.  When I asked the doctor about it, she said it isn’t a problem at the moment, and while she could turn him, chances were he was going to go back in the position he was comfortable in.  Stubborn. Oh hell, guess he is my kid after all.
  • Got a Pediatrician
    • Just called today and got us set up with the baby’s new Pedi MD.  Have contact numbers, address and assistant name all on the iPhone, all ready when we need to call for an appointment after discharge and for the forms.
  • Baby Shower
    • We had the baby shower this weekend and received a number of wonderful gifts.  Now comes the task of going through the pile, figuring out what we need to return, keep and what we still need to buy.
    • Pictures will be posted as soon as my mother provides me with the link to the album.  Nails and hair were professionally done for this event.  If I had shown up with a ponytail, I think she would have disowned me.
    • Luis’ family surprised us and is giving us the baby furniture for the room.  We were blown away.  The pieces should be in the house by the third week in Feb.
  • Paperwork at work and replacement
    • Interviewed my replacement yesterday.  Now just need to get the paperwork in motion.  Trying to wrap up loose ends.  Feb is my “must finish everything” month.

And because I was yelled at for not taking any “belly” pictures.  Here you go.  Me a couple of weeks ago.  More flattering and updated pictures incoming.<3 Bre

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Posted in Project Baby, This Shit is For Life.


Ooo Pretty Letters!

I love fonts.  Fonts are like clothes, they have a very specific tone and statement. There is just something about finding that special style which conveys much more than just the letters it spells out; it totally gets my geek on.  

I would write more, but my brain hurts and I am hungry.  Instead I leave you with a fantastic linkage to Smashing Magazine and their latest post listing 25 free and fabulous fonts.

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May the downloads begin now!

More tomorrow.

Posted in Interweb.


Saucy Writing Prompt: Stamp, Glorious and Barrel

Here is my prompt for our latest Saucy writing prompt. It is a short one.  Enjoy!

The stamp slammed down on the innocent page.  The rubber edges actually peaked out from the wooden handle  from the pressure the meaty hand holding it had applied.

Bastard.

He didn’t have to look so damn happy using it.

Mr. Gale gave me a yellow-tooth smile and said, "Oh I am so sorry, but it looks like we won’t be able to approve your loan today."  He pulled the stamp away from my application and gave me the wounded page with the bright red "denied" now bruising it on the upper right corner.

I took it from him and swear I could almost hear it whimper.  Or maybe that was me, holding the last piece of hope we had.

Desperation crawled up my throat and the pressure pushed against my eyes.

NoI won’t give the pretentious, self-righteous bastard the satisfaction of making me cry.

Instead I looked down at the loan application, then into his muddy brown eyes and said with a forced smile, "Thank you for your time."

I forced down the bile and got up from his desk.  The door to the outside world seemed so far away, that once glorious place I used to feel so at home in, now mocked me with sunshine and green trees.  Instead, as I kept moving towards it, questions ricocheted in my mind.

How are we going to keep the house?
What about the kids?
How am I going to look them in the eyes tonight.

How could this be happening?  Everything had been so perfect before, so right and it took only six months and Rick’s death to destroy everything we had ever worked for.  I tried to keep the hysteria in check, forcing myself to breathe in and out when I heard a commotion coming from the teller counter to my right. 

A man in a Santa suit whispered something to the woman in front of him. 

Her face grew pale and before I could understand what was going on, he pulled out a gun from his suit and pointed it at the security guard.

"Everyone down!"  Cries and chaos ensued, people started to cry and whimper.  Most dropped right to the ground but I stood transfixed, unable to move my body.

My heart thundered in my ears and I felt a cold chill when the barrel turned towards me and I stared at it.  Aimed right at my chest.

"Close the front door."  He said.  His eyes flashing something-fear?  Madness?  I didn’t know, but when he waved the gun again towards the door, my legs suddenly were able to move again. 

"Lock it."

I swallowed, trying to feel my fingers again and put my hand on the handle.

The world outside continued without a care.  Cars zipped by on the street and the leaves swayed in the light breeze.  I swear I could hear birds singing.  With one push I could run outside, I thought.  How much time would he have to shoot?  Just one solid push and I could run.  Run towards the car into the sunset.

But what if he got a shot off in time?  What if it killed me?  What about the kids?

Trembling fingers gripped the lock and with a swift motion the soft thunk of the bolt sliding into the other door.

It boomed in my ears

Posted in Fiction, Saucy Prompts.


Return of the Blog…

Actually no, since a return would indicate a departure and I never really left just been dealing with things which have sapped my energy and inclination to write on the blog.  However, I return to you today to give a brief look of what has been going on since we last spoke.

First, I would like to wish everyone a wonderful 2010 and hope your holidays were great.  I would say, “Here are my New Year Resolutions…” but honesty who are we kidding?  I didn’t make any nor did I plan to make any this year.

This year, if you haven’t figured it out is the Year of the Peanut, making any real resolutions I wanted to make for myself a distant second.  The last couple of months have been filled with all things baby, such as getting the registry set, going to doctors, dealing with the holidays and getting Peanut’s room in order.  This month we have the baby shower and as of today I am now officially 30 weeks.  Meaning Peanut could make his appearance (we are thinking full term here) as early as seven weeks from now.  It has started my internal countdown trying to make a list and checking it twice, making me nervous and excited all at the same time.

During the last couple of weeks I have officially turned into an emotional blob.  The rollercoaster everyone keeps talking about finally picked me up and I am firmly in the front row.  Ups and downs are now part of the day and it doesn’t take much to get me to cry.  Babies are everywhere and everything on TV seems to have something to do with newborns and kids.  I actually got into a fight with Luis, and became an crying mess in my mother’s house the other day because he wanted me to eat before picking him up at work.  Ten minutes after I did and we talked, I was laughing. I r a nut. :P

Since my last post , I surprised my mom and gave her a 4D ultrasound as a Christmas present.  It was something else!  I won’t share all the pictures, because frankly they creep me out a little (something to do with the whole alien and gold color thing) but it was an amazing experience and I was so happy my family and Luis’ family were there to share it with us.

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I also have pictures of Peanut’s room before the deconstruction, but I am holding off on the before and after slideshow until we get it set up with the furniture and what not.

Things on the horizon:

  • Meeting my new doctor
    • Oh yeah, that is right didn’t tell you guys, but just my luck my OBGYN is leaving the university three weeks before my due day.  Fun, fun, fun, I get to meet my new doc at the end of this month.
  • At 32 weeks ( only a couple of weeks away now) I will need to have weekly ultrasounds to check on Peanut’s progress and size.  These ultrasounds will also determine when and how I am destine to have the labor.
  • Need to pre-register at the hospital
  • Need to get a check list of stuff I will need in “the bag”
  • Need to call the pedi’s office and set up an interview. Let’s hope the guy is still taking new patients and isn’t on the verge of retiring.  He was my brother’s doc when he was a kid and almost twenty years later my mother still thanks him.  My brother was very sickly as a kid.
  • Need to get all my paperwork in order
  • Need to make sure Luis understands he is only to hold my hand, not to give me kisses, not to touch me at all outside of my hand, not really allowed much outside of breathing if I go into natural labor.  I am not scared of the pain, but pain and I like being left alone to talk, being cuddled while I am in the middle of my body ripping apart is not sexy, not sweet and very dangerous to Luis’ health.  Although I don’t expect it to be a trouble, I am covering the bases; he has been warned.
  • Need to make sure the car seat works and strapped in correctly
  • Need to make sure all the furniture is assembled
  • Need to enforce visiting hours at my place.  Like I told Luis, “No one comes over now, but after he is born, he is like a new Disney attraction, everyone will be coming over unannounced and at any time they see fit.”
  • We need a new washer
  • Need to buy baby friendly detergent
  • Need to wash his clothes
  • We need a new bed
  • Need to have everything done for work by the end of this month and at the latest mid-Feb.  My boss was only 36 weeks along when she went into labor a couple of weeks ago.
  • Saucy Wenches
  • Writing and finishing up Waking Iris
  • Need to remember to breathe

I also want to thank everyone for their thoughts and wishes to me and my family.  You guys are the best.  I also want send out many hugs and kisses to Rav, Tami and Steve for being who they are; you guys are amazing and I am grateful to have you in my life :D .

Now it is time to dive into my list, I hope this post finds everyone well and enjoying the day.  I will talk to you all soon.

Much love,

Bre

Posted in General Musings, Project Baby.


Have You Given Your Copy Editor a Kiss Today?

Writing is a bitch.

Of course I don’t mean when she is a good mood.  When that happens, she comes down and showers you with kisses and hugs and makes you feel like a million bucks.

Most of the time she is just a bitch.

Then when you finish your opus and look through it, you think-FINALLY IT IS OVER.

But au contraire! Spilling the words, “The End” isn’t the end-it is merely the beginning.

If you thought actually writing the story was an exercise in humility, soul-crushing doubt and self-deprecation- you obviously haven’t handed it over for editing.

Remember until this moment, this opus, this masterpiece of utter shit has only been seen by your eyes.  Up to now, no one, outside of your neighbor hearing you smash yet another cup against the walls, knows of the arguments you and writing have had.

Much like deep dark family secrets, you handle it and deal with it, because hey, even though she is a bitch, she is your bitch. 

However, you know one thing is true.  It is time to have someone else deal with her, and suddenly you are hit with a debilitating case of tremors and a total inability to speak.

How can you hand her off to be ripped apart and dissected! 

It is hard my friends.  Extremely hard, but at the same token absolutely necessary.

Finding a person who can respect your bitch and take her in without pampering her, being firm but not indulgent, dealing with her tantrums and your inability to let go, is a rare, precious human being.

If you find one of these gems.

Don’t been an asshole.

Give them a huge kiss.

And chocolates, lifetime supply if they want it. 

Steve is my Gem.  And I try to tell him every single day how much I am grateful he is willing to tame and refine my bitches.  They are a unruly bunch and don’t like marks, but we are all better off because of him.

Here is a quote from a post by The Intern, found via Steve’s idol, Deanna Hoak, which perfectly describes the feeling of having your work edited:

It was like getting dressed up and brushing one’s hair very carefully and thinking one looks quite respectable indeed, only to have one’s big-mouth best friend show up and say “You can’t go out like that—your skirt is tucked into your underwear and you smell like Chewbacca.” You feel relief that someone caught you in time. Adoration for their superior wisdom and objective eye. Lingering embarrassment, mingled with wounded pride, mingled with overwhelming gratitude.

If you have a person generous enough to act as your copy editor give them a kiss today.  They deserve it!

Steve, here is my kiss to you:

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LOVE YOU!

Posted in To Write or Not to Write, Writing Tools.


*Waves* Bre is Back!

Contrary to popular theories, I have not fallen down a rabbit hole, or abducted by aliens.  Instead, I have been spending an exorbitant amount of time in the Saucy Wenches Chat room, totally quit WoW (for now :P ) and dealt with holidays, families and oh yeah, helping a new life grow inside of me.  Which by definition means, I spent way too much time sleeping in November.

 

Last night Steve, Tami and I had WAY too much fun recording the latest Saucy Wenches episode and I am reminded once again, how lucky I am to know these two amazing people and be able to call them friends.

 

Anna from Too M any Annas linked a fantastic vid which totally describes my morning:

 

Scary how true it is!

Posted in General Musings, Interweb, Project Baby.


Maybe I Should Move to Toronto…

Subway car full of writing nuts.

Epic.

 

See if you can find Kriz…just to help you, he actually speaks in this vid and it is near the beginning.

Posted in General Musings, To Write or Not to Write.


Nano-A Poem

Brilliance appears everywhere around you, and sometimes you are the one creating it!  Dechion wrote the following poem of awesomeness.

Behold.

Nano’s true form!

Ha!
I can almost hear the emperor speaking (yes I watched Star Wars, sue me)

I can sense the frustration in you,
The despair.

Silence your inner editor,

Give in to your swiss cheese plot,

All your careful formatting and editing has not helped you conjure up that sagging wordcount.

Nor has it given you clairvoyance enough to summon your muse on cue.
Embrace the dark side,

This month the ability to form a coherent thought is insignificant next to the power of fail!

*Egads I need more sleep*
*passes out*

BRAVO! BRAVO!

Posted in Interweb, To Write or Not to Write.


Break From Your Usual Nano News: Raid for the Cure

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One of my guidies found out some terrible news a few weeks ago.  She was diagnosed with breast cancer.

In an effort to bring awareness and to show support, the guild is sponsoring a server- wide event.  Details can be found here.

Come and join us, and remember if you are a member of the awesome female clan make sure to have yourself tested and urge all the women in your life to do the same.

*Tight hugs Julie*, we are here for you!

Posted in General Musings, Interweb, WoW.