Rules for Anchorites

Palimpsest has made it to the final round of the BSC Tournament!

It's up against Avempartha, a book with a very strong fan base that has stomped all comers. If you were ever going to vote in this thing, now is the time. Please head over and vote for Palimpsest, and say why you liked it, as that makes your vote count double.

Casimira is gettin' our her brass knuckles, yo. I never thought we'd get past Rosemary and Rue, but we did. Votes are love--and thanks to everyone who's rallied so far!



(This is our other cat Nola, who doesn't get to be on the internet as much as Toby, but who posed for this lovely picture while yakavenger  was up for the weekend. And holy carp there are some books up in this house, yo!)

So seanan_mcguire  gave me my birthday present yesterday.

We talk a lot, that girl and I. And sometimes we talk about our obsessions and our childhoods, and how sometimes, at heart, we are six, and you can't crush that six year old in there, and sometimes, god dammit, she wants armored My Little Ponies and Disney powers.

We talk a lot. Is good talking.

And last night she gave me this.



Yes, that is six-year-old me with a stuffy manticore.

Dude, I shrieked and grinned so wide when I grokked what it was! (A very accurate representation of how I talked and saw the world at age six, weirdly enough, because Seanan is Magic.) I've never been a comic grrl/cartoon before! It's what every kid wants! I'm still kind of grinny about it. And you know, I feel a bit loved. That is pretty much the perfect present alchemy, really. And *shriek* I'm a cartoon!

You know, I am so grateful for the miracle of timelines that has brought Seanan into my life, made her a near daily part of my world, made her my cat-sister (our cats are sisters) and my fellow schemer.

Everyone needs friends they can be six with.

October has been made of photogenic awesome lately.