Sunday, April 23, 2017

Short Post and a Song #112: Where did you find all those friends who also like to sing in the car, Wayne? TELL ME YOUR GODDAMN SECRETS.

When I'm not alone in a car and "Bohemian Rhapsody" comes on the radio I always want it to be like that scene in Wayne's World, but instead it's just me quietly squeaking, "Mama..." before lapsing into shameful silence.


"Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen

That car sing-a-long will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Short Post and a Song #111: Is glue involved? Or eye of newt?

Dear women who can wear their sunglasses on top of their heads without the sunglasses falling off every time they try to look down,


P.S. I don't mean that. Please be my friends and teach me your ways, you beautiful witch dragons.


"Bad Kids" by Black Lips

Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Dan and I do not agree about this song. La La Dan thinks the lead singer can't sing and therefore the song sounds more like jarring noise than music. I, on the other hand, don't think this song would be anywhere near as good if it were sung by someone with a smooth, melodic sort of voice. The quality of the singing is punky, yelly, and rebellious, which fits the spirit of the song perfectly.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Short Post and a Song #110: Enjoy your happily ever after with Garbage Breath.

Whenever a dude proposes to a lady he's never even kissed at the end of a movie, and then they finally do kiss, I always imagine one of them recoiling and saying, "Ugh, your mouth tastes like garbage."


"Ebony Eyes" by Stevie Wonder

There's no big explanation for this one. I just really fucking love this song.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Short Post and a Song #109: Now THAT'S metal.

Today I saw a metal-looking dude wearing a leather jacket and a bandana, and he was walking a dog who was wearing a tiny leather jacket and a tiny bandana.


"October" by Broken Bells

I've still been plugging away at my Renaissance Experiment series these days. While I wait for some last bits of feedback on the first book from my readers, I've been been going back over my outlines for the other two books in the series to work out any kinks. I wrote those outlines in 2011 and the series has gone through quite a few changes since then, so I need to make sure some of the newer twists and turns fit into the original framework.

I've also been working on the second book in the series. I wrote the first eight chapters from 2011 to 2012, and have barely looked at them since. I read through all the old chapters, subtracted a fuckload of unnecessary exposition, and now I'm doing some of the first new writing I've done on this series in five years. 

And it's so weird. It's kind of like finding an old shirt in your closet that you haven't worn in years and being shocked to find it still fits. You're so happy to have this awesome shirt back in your life, but can't help feeling strange about the fact that the you who wore this shirt five years ago and the you wearing it now are such different people.

I've been relying on music more than ever to get into my protagonist's head, and "October" (along with "In the Backseat" by Arcade Fire) has long served as her theme song.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Short Post and a Song #108: Jesus, Vanessa.

If you don't want to feel like you're being watched, STOP STANDING IN FRONT OF THE MENU I'M TRYING TO READ, VANESSA.

(I don't know if your name is Vanessa, but I assume it is.)


"Dear Friend" by Emanuel and the Fear

I was into Emanuel and the Fear in a big way back in college and saw them perform live twice. Feeling nostalgic, I recently looked up their music from back then and found I still loved it just as much.

The entire Listen album is fantastic, as is "The Rain Becomes The Clouds" from their first album—"Dear Friend" is just the song of theirs I’m the most obsessed with at the moment. It is simply impossible to stay in a bad mood while listening to this song. 

Monday, March 20, 2017

Short Post and a Song #107: You died quickly.

Me: I hate when men refer to women as prizes.

The Great Dansby: But you're my prize!

Me: *glare*

Danlock Holmes: I threw a ball into a bowl at the fair and won you. *hugs my head to his chest and pets my hair* You died quickly.


"We Don't Need Our Heads" by A Great Big Pile of Leaves

There's been a definite teenage theme to the songs I've been posting lately, since I've been writing about teenagers and music can be a good way for me to worm my way into their angsty little heads. This song isn't particularly angsty though; it's just super fun and nostalgic. I'm particularly fond of the lyrics "Hangin' on the outside/It's so much more fun" since it's something I wish I'd realized myself back in high school.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

It's all gouda.

ME: I'm gonna start using puns more. 

FRIEND: Great.

ME: Like, I think it's gonna be a pretty gouda day.


ME: Yep, I am feeling pretty gouda.

FRIEND: Okay...

ME: *petting dog* Who's a gouda boy!

FRIEND: Maybe I should explain to you how puns work.

ME: Oh no, I get it. I'm very gouda with puns.

FRIEND: Do you just really want some gouda right now or something?

ME: *daydreaming about dancing gouda wheels* What's that, gouda buddy?