Anna Richland

Fublishing! A portmanteau of fun publishing? 😭

Or is it FUpublishing, pretty much exactly what it means? 🖕

I'm dying.

When I get there, I will put in the work.

We just flipped from the US loss to NJ/LongAiiiisland to the other sport, watching my Kraken blow a lead at Mariners level. Sigh.

Same.

We still have the flimsy paper BC Ferry ones from White Spot on the Vancouver Island ferry, and so so so many paper folding trains from light rail opening days. But I will get this and I will be * SuperMom* and also, beer and fish and chips in the sun at a ball game, am I winning life.

Everything else I thought of today is gone from my head. This is everything.

Thanks @kdcaseywrites.bsky.social for pointing out this most awesome-est of ballpark treasure, I will be acquiring this very soon.

This looks like quality plastic, not like the paper boats we used to get at BC Ferry White Spots.

I will get you one.

After I acquire a fleet for my own use, of course.

Too many of the people in charge right now have clearly never grappled with any literature.

It was amazing to me how often the things I presented and grappled with as a JAG had literary parallels, especially in children's books.

Before I became a JAG, and understood this legal basis, I thought of the scene in CS Lewis's The Last Battle, where Aslan explains that when the enemy soldiers fight honorably, they are fighting on his side, and when soldiers use his name but fight dishonorably, they do not fight for him.

I liked the audiobook of The Quiet American

Oh I understand that feeling.

Close up photo of a portion of the iceberg from the previous painting. It shows darker blue striations on top of light blue and tan underpainting.

Close up. I did the darkest color striations using dry brush technique, trying to follow the contours of the iceberg. The under layer is composed of various mixes of cerulean blue (which itself granulates *a lot*), French ultramarine, Payne's gray, and brown madder alizarin.

#artistofbluesky #art

A watercolor painting of a large iceberg, done in blues and splashes of brown, floating past three small buildings built next to a dock, and a distant dinghy. A low gray sky, the type often seen in sun-challenged Newfoundland and Labrador, and a few distant hills complete the scene.

Today's art class tackled icebergs, a change from vacationing in Mexico last week!

This was my homage to a long ago Newfoundland vacation.

When I wrote romantic suspense about immortal Vikings, I often thought about working NL into a story bc it was an early Viking outpost.

#artsky #watercolor

I wonder if they prep the ice differently?

I'm going to ask the household curler, who will be at the club for five or six hours tonight with some of our ice makers, if they prep the ice differently for no sweepers. I'm curious now about that detail.

Curlers sometimes refer to it as chess on ice!

A pastry display featuring a so-called "Reuben Croissant" with two tiny gherkin pickles stuck on the top.

Should I be concerned that I considered ordering this?

Yes, 3P is super broad... But the bit about historicals was particularly ugly and it feels like omniscient hasn't been a thing in romance or thriller or any genre fic for a long time.

I recently encountered it in lit fic and it was a slog, so I DNF'd that.

Tone is on the writer, I think.

It's unclear to me whether Luke Winkie, the writer, knows that 3P POV is not omniscient. And that romance especially is written in deep or close 3P POV, and almost never omniscient.

Disrespect, and also no understanding of basic literary terms, from a professional writer. Ugh.

Photo of a frothy latte on a brown table. The design in the foam looks a little bit like a smiling cartoon frog

I had some dreams, they were frogs in my coffee,
Frogs in my coffee

#latteart #earworms #sorrynotsorry

Look up museum docent numbers, and you'll fall off your chair.

I want politicians to cater to the museum docent voting block as much as they do to coal miners.

The meme with a guy and two girls. The guy is labeled 1:59 AM. His girlfriend islabeled 2 AM. The cute girl coming the other way is labeled 3AM.

The US and Canada go to Daylight Savings Time tomorrow morning.

Ah.

You would perhaps be talking about one of the heroes in my WIP?

Or, far more likely, a cultural reference I am just not getting. 😔

The disregard for the effects on both public opinion and official policy in India just astounds me. Did no one suggest "let's not push India farther toward Russia by endangering their nationals across the Middle East, disrupting their air traffic, and then sinking a vessel returning from India"?

A photo showing a tube of Korean sun block and a tube of Crest toothpaste side by side on a tile counter. They could definitely be easily confused. One could for instance put sunblock on one's toothbrush. If one was drinking tequila on vacation, that could happen.

This vacation has been 0 days without an accident.

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I like that thought, a lot. I wrote some things steeped in Beowulf and this really captures what I felt.

Photo of the skeletal remains of a shorebird on a sandy beach. Skull attached to spinal column.

The only part of Seattle I miss right now is ... You.

Because where I am, the sky is blue.

While seeing Gail would be grand,

Honestly, I'm enjoying walking in the sand.

No. He is not a good little soldier, this is some epic sh*t, not true.

Remember when his own unit turned him in for racist tattoos and he got canned rather than activated to guard Congress after J6? That doesn't happen if you're a decent junior officer.

He's been reviled since his ROTC days.

I was very lucky, very fortunate, and very young. Hard to believe how many decades ago it was, when it still seems to have defined my adult life, and yet it's a half a lifetime ago.

I imagine it was a hard couple years (at least) for him to get used to being out?

It's far easier to write about him than talk about him.

My other great uncle, the POW, came back, but I wish there had been assistance for him and many of his generation that was not just alcohol.

As for me, I hit the sweet spot between Gulf War 1 and 9/11. Good times.