Friday, October 28, 2011



I have a tentative title, though.  It's Blood is Thick.  You know, after that saying, blood is thicker than water.
I don't really know why it's called that, besides that three of the MCs are related.  But the last one isn't.  And they don't really know they're related.  Kind of.
Gosh I need to type up a synopsis of this that makes sense. XD

I don't have much time-- got things to do before THREE DAYS AWAY.  But just thought I'd update a little.  I do have a plot and a working title... but no names for characters yet.

Are you terrified?  Because I am incredibly terrified.

Christina Icarus

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

NaNoWriMo Begins In: 6:02:16:55 ... 54 ... 53 ...

Six days, guys.

"Until what?" you ask, you oblivious fool.


National Novel Writing Month, November annually.  It's thirty word-packed,  caffeine-saturated, insanity-propelled days of writing PANIC, peppered with breakdowns and plot bunnies and terror and excitement and tears.  So many tears, both of happiness and joy.  Sometimes you can't even tell why you're crying, but you are.

"Okay?" You blink, taken aback by my vehemence and my calling you a fool.  You have no clue why this is such an issue.



Preferably with an inspiration gun?  Kthnx.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Two Things That Make Me Happy

There's something that has been making me increasingly joyful these past few days.  It's because I've just discovered what a wonderful thing it is, and I've developed a craving of it that's not really comparable.

Joy is one word for it.

The other?


Monday, October 17, 2011


Something most people don't know about me is that I love IndyCar.  The sleek cars, the high speeds, the charismatic drivers-- I soak it in.

My friends don't get it.  "They're cars driving in circles.  What's so exciting about that?  It's boring. And why don't you like football again?"

Maybe it's because my dad has always been a fan of auto-racing.  I can remember sitting on his lap when I was just a little girl as he watched the chassis zoom around the track, listen to him talk about the speed and the rules and the drivers and the teams and pit crews and everything else that he could.  He took my family to Chicagoland Speedway back in 2009 and I remember driving up there, leaning in, listening to him talk about his favorite drivers and who he wanted to win.  I asked him who was the best, and what countries everyone was from, and decided I would always root for the Aussies and the Brits.

I still watch races with him.  I love it.  I'm not a rabid fan, but I know that Indycar is better than Nascar and I will tell you as much while I wear my Target-Chip Ganassi sweatshirt in honor of my favorite driver, Scott Dixon.  I like to know who's on the pole.  I will groan if it's someone I can't stand, cheer when I love them, or demand "Who's that?" if it's someone who had previously escaped my attention.

I was watching with him yesterday.  The race was being held in Las Vegas, Nevada, and 12 laps in there was a fifteen car pileup.

Dan Wheldon lost his life yesterday.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

They're Hard to Take Care of But Often Make My Day

My foster brothers, that is.

This was our conversation driving in the car the other day.  We were passing a lake, and some people had taken their boats for a float that day.

Dan (age four): "LOOK, CHRISTINA!!  Boats!!"
Me: "Yeah, boats are fun, huh?"
Dan: "Boats are fun.  With them you can go to to to to to people's houses, and and and and parties, and everywhere!"
Me: "Yeah, they are cool.  When you grow up you can have one, okay?"
Dan: "When I grow up, I'm gonna be the man that's that's that's driving the boat."
Me:  "Oh, okay."
Peyton (age two): "When I grow up, I'm gonna be... (pause, watches boat) Spiderman!"
Me: "Ohhh, Spiderman?"
Peyton: "YEAHHHHHHH!!"
Dan: "And then and then you can pick us up in the boat."
Peyton: "And then I'm gonna pick you up in the boat, okay?"

I just grinned and nodded.  Apparently Spiderman can pick up boats now.  It's a recent development. ;]

Monday, October 10, 2011

Positively Enchanting~

So this is an advertisement.  Kind of.

Well, I've decided it's not really an advertisement but more like a girlfriend sharing news of a really great deal at her favorite store.

Favorites?  Great deal, you say?

I'm glad you're all ears.

Deas Vail's new self-titled CD is available today on Amazon for $3.99.  It came out a day earlier than expected, and it's four dollars.

I've already got mine.  I'm listening to it right now, and as the first song's chorus began, I got chills.  I cannot express with words just how much I adore Deas Vail. 

Thursday, October 6, 2011

The Redeemer

 The Redeemer
Sanctus Real

Sometimes I just want to start over, 'cause everything looks like a wreck
And I need the courage to carry on, 'cause I can't see what's ahead
And there are places I've wished I could be, battles I've wanted to win
Dreams that have slipped through my hands
I may never get back again

But I'm still a dreamer, a believer
Oh, I've lost my faith in so many things, but I still believe in You
'Cause You can make anything new

Sometimes I just wish we could say all the things that are easy to hear
Ignore the injustice we see and explain every unanswered prayer
But I'd rather speak honestly and wear a tattered heart on my sleeve
'Cause in the middle of my broken dreams, redemption is here

Monday, October 3, 2011

Where is the Love We had Before?

Dear Writing:

Hi.  We haven’t spoken in a while.  For this I apologize.

Well, I mean, I know we’ve spoken… but it’s more of a business now and less of a relationship.  I call you when I need you, but you hardly ever just show up to be with me.  I use your help with papers, and articles, and five.minute.anydays, but no real writing.

We haven’t written a story in ages.

The last drabble I wrote was in the thin air of Colorado, and I feel the piece was even more frail than the atmosphere up on that hill.

Where did my love for you go?