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Time:01:25 am
I feel like I'm starting to come out of a 2 year long funk. Or Maybe funk isn't quite right. Hibernation?

I'm living in LA. I have a room with a door that I can open and close!
I'm taking a class that I love, and I'm learning to better appreciate my present.

I've got some making up for lost time-- I've got friends who are moving, getting married and doing AMAZING THINGS and I only have the vaguest sense of what is going on. I think, what I'm trying to say, is that maybe, just maybe, I'm getting my head out of my ass for the first time in a long time.

Here's hoping it isn't a temporary state.
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Time:12:57 am
Not sure where to begin. Forgive me, It has been months since my last entry.

I've been terrible about keeping in touch with my friends and family and for the most part.. that's because I'm not very interesting at the moment. Like, at all. I work at a coffee shop, I look for work in my field of dreams, I try to figure out new ways to prepare food from the coffee shop.
For example: french toast made from the pumpkin bread.

... and not much else. I pick up extra hours when I can, because if I don't my every other week paycheck will be smaller than my weekly unemployment disbursement when I lived in New York. That hinders what one can do, much more so then when living in New York. I'm learning to not hate LA, but that is a far cry from being fed by it.

I need to find a new place to live. I am grateful it was offered to me, but I'm going on month 8 of living in someone's living room. And the allergies are getting worse.
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Time:10:34 am
Got the development internship! YAY!
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Subject:Time Line
Time:08:21 pm
I realized that it has been a while since I've written here.

To sum up:
March 24th. Last day of work.

March 29th. Dad drives me and my stuff to MA.

April 7. I fly to Los Angeles.
I don't yet have a job waiting for me, nor do I have much in the way of savings. I just know that I need to do this now.
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Time:01:18 am
State of the union.
Today was a weird weird day.

and sometimes
Today was a weird weird day.

I mean, what does one expect from a trip to comic-con?

Alicat and I walked to the diner of awesome-- only to find out that it had caught on fire the previous evening, and hence was closed. All the regulars were wandering around outside, a shipwreck without an island. I'm really hoping that they open up again.

We went on to New York Comic-con. There was supposed to be a nerd shuttle to take folks from Grand Central to the Javit's center. Couldn't find one anywhere. We ended up taking the city bus which dropped us off at the Intrepid and not the convention center. Ali and I started walking and kept walking and within moments we had a trail of people following us.

And then we encountered the hordes. I wanted to see the Watchmen panel- we were twenty minutes late, but still managed to get in just as it started and watch about 20 minutes of the film. So far so good. The camera work was amazing, the visuals and story telling seemingly faithful to the book, and the alternate history recap very deft and adept.

We stayed seated after that panel for the Friday the 13th panel. Super gor-rific and fast paced. I will admit that I felt really uncomfortable with with the squealing fan girls (and FAH-LAMING fanboys) of Jared Padalecki. Then again I feel really uncomfortable with a lot of the zealotry of fandom. Where does cheerful enthusiasm end and creepy crawly bad-touch begin?

I typically like to keep my 4th wall firmly in place. Not only because I'm socially awkward but because the resonance one might feel with a writer or an actor stems so much from internal baggage of previous real life experience with which the actor/writer was not part.

or something. I'm also drunk posting so if this is remotely coherent Sunday AM when I'm at work AGAIN, I will be fucking shocked. And awed.

point.. oh yes. 2 of them. Famous-ish people. Regardless, today I got introduced to Ginger Buchanan. Having had friends in the publishing for quite a few years, it was nice to put a face to the name that I'd heard so often in connection to some favorite books. She's not one of the famous-ish people because editors are not frequently the names that people know.

She introduced us to one of her writers, Amber. I commented on Ginger's tattoo that was clearly taken from a Patricia Briggs novel. ( which , if you like Urban Fantasy, read that series.) I suggested that Amber pick up this series as the world building is great and the characters even better.

Regardless I was a having a weird moment of juxtoposition? Diorientation? particularly when it finally clicked in why this woman, Amber, looked so damn familiar. Amber Benson played Tara on Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Tara was, more than most of the other characters was concrete and familiar. I don't know how much of that was the writing or the acting, but when she was on screen I never rolled my eyes or felt,'gee. here is this actor, acting.'

She had a great handshake, was super attentive and present and asked if we could have our photo taken with her for her to twitter. I've read the write up of her book and I'm looking forward to reading it.

We went on, listened to a panel. Sat next to a voice behind a little blog called "galleycat". One of the speakers on the panel was Vicki Petersson. She is a homegrown Las Vegan- a showgirl turned novelist. Her heroine and heroes are flawed and visceral and honest in a way that characters are frequently not portrayed in genre fiction. When I was on my way home from Shady A's ( a fellow Las Vegas woman) posthumous birthday party,one of the books in her series was all that I wanted to read. What a weird thing, right?

The reason I bring this up is that I mentioned to Liz (Editrix extraordinaire) and she encouraged me to tell the author this. I felt weird about it because.. well....don't people get sick of hearing "oh my god, your book was Blah blah blah)

I somehow got up the stones to tell Vicki about it, and she shared how a Mary Janice Davidson book was her escape when her dad was sick. And we talked about writing, and she thanked me for sharing that and how it made her feel better after a rough year of re-writes. And re-writes.

And then Liz, Alicat and I went out. And there was booze. and food. and then Liz left. And then the hockey team bought us a round and gave us cake.

I have to go in to work tomorrow. God I'm so very tired of the day job. "Very Best Intentions" is going well. "Somewhat Dead" and the play are... um.. going slowly.

And now, it is way past my bedtime.
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Subject:Get me a red pencil!
Time:12:58 am
Spent the week with friends ( namely nightgarden and The Scientist. and Scientist jr.) and Amanda's family. There was birthday cake with purple frosting and asti-spumante to drink. For the first time in a long time, "Happy Birthday" was sung where it didn't sound like a dirge. It was upbeat and fast and as cheerful as we could make it.

A's mom shoved a card into my hand. It read:

Take comfort in knowing that there is one more angle above us.

I laughed, immediately seeing 'angle' instead of 'angel'.

A's Mom: You know she's hollering for a red pencil, right?

ME: Oh no. She's knocking on doors left and right, demanding to apply to this angle position. "No, I don't want to be a stinking angel. I want to be an angle! They're in everything! Especially a right angle. I could be in buildings, everywhere! I am always right. Not an obtuse angle. That just won't do."

I take comfort in knowing that there is another angle above us.
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Subject:posthumous birthday party
Time:07:47 pm
In keeping with the way in which she lived her life, we are not having a memorial service for Amanda, but rather a slightly belated 30th birthday party. December 13, Las Vegas. Let me know if you plan to attend.

Please distribute.

Amanda Fox has left the building

Amanda Fox passed away peacefully December 3rd, 2008. She was a creative, funny, warm, interested and interesting person who took advantage of the opportunities life presented.

After graduating from Smith College in 2000, working at a magazine in Boston, and tiring of Northeastern winters, she returned to Las Vegas to perfect her online scrabble skills while working for the family company.

While the world had her for too brief a time, her presence made it a far more joyful and sparkly place.

Her memorial celebration and posthumous birthday party will be held on Dec 13 in Las Vegas, please contact afoxmc@gmail.com for further information.
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Time:07:55 pm
Amanda Fox passed away today. She has spent the last year recovering from an aorta replacement. She turned 30 yesterday and the world is a much shittier, less funny place without her.

Eat some stinky cheese, raise a glass and make someone laugh.
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Subject:crossposted at mlucey.blogspot.com
Time:09:56 pm
Sunday, November 30, 2008

The cornerstone of the the entry level development position in the 'wood. Or so I'm told. By some twist of fate I've been doing it on and off since 2004. The downside is that I do coverage of books for production companies. Books take much more time to read, and are generally more complicated than scripts are, simply by the nature of the text.

I sometimes get very frustrated with the process. As a screenwriter I'm told that people put my script down after 7 pages if they aren't wowed... and yet I have to read the entire damn book despite knowing on page 4 that this isn't something the company can use.

If I'm being totally honest with myself, at times I resent the hell out of coverage because it is time that I'm writing something that isn't mine.

Conversely, I would never have had the confidence to finish a script had I not seen what else is out there, had I not had practice writing structural critique.
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Subject:Best Thanksgiving
Time:01:03 am
No bloodshed! Not even a little bit! Not even at all!
The food was awesome, my 'signature drink' was a huge hit.
Everyone was on actively good behavior. And there was a surprise visit from my cousin in California and her family.

Hope everyone had a wonderful day.
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