Satisfying Sunday
Imagine sitting sandwiched between two of your favorite people on earth, a tray full of heart-attack-snacks on your lap, watching Predator. Yup, that’s how my Sunday evening began. Fabulous, I know. Even more fun because we picked out characters and assigned them points based on what they did during the movie. For instance, my guy (Pancho) got points for his scared look in this one scene, and then for picking up the radio after the first guy who had it died. Another guy got points for wearing glasses, another one did for carrying the chain gun, and so on. They all die with odd points. It’s freaky. We can’t take credit for the game–but if you’re reading this you know who you are and I bow to your brilliance. It made the movie so much more fun!
After that we watched 28 Days Later. Pretty dern good, except I thought the infection came on awfully fast. It wouldn’t have bothered me, but the rest of the writing was so well done. Nope, I’d never seen it before either. Don’t exactly know why, because I’m a movie hound. So now I’m set to watch 28 Weeks Later. I’m promised a treat.
For now, however, it’s back to work. The second edit of Bitten to Death is due today. Just a few tweaks of a major do-over that has really polished the story. I’m so much happier with it now. Came up with a concept regarding Vayl’s old Trust that I hope you guys like. And then it’s back to One More Bite. The changes in book four have, of course, modified its plot somewhat as well. But for the better. It’s writing much more smoothly. And something about the setting is really calling to me. I don’t even think my dad’s ancestors came from the Highlands–where my book is based. I think they lived further south, maybe around Edinburgh. I should ask my brother, he’s the geneology nut in the family. I don’t suppose it matters. It’s just, every time I see a picture of Scotland, part of me feels like it’s time to go home.
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January 15th, 2008 at 12:43 pm
LOL, if youre lucky Jen they’ll have come from the borders and been Reivers. Loads of fun, its where the word Blackmail originated alongside Freelance. If youre ever over here theres a great exhibition on them in Carlisle, Cumbria.
Now if youre lot are from Edinburgh you might want to check the covered city. http://www.undergroundedinburgh.com/home.asp
As to the highlands dont know if you get the show or not but Bear Gryll’s Born Survivor is a survival show where they dump him off in various area’s and he passes on survival techniques, now he’s done one on the highlands and shows things like how to get out of bogs etc. as well other tricks of the trade so to speak. I dont know if it will help but as background it might be of use.
January 16th, 2008 at 7:41 am
Well, Gareth, it seems you are a psychic! According to our family expert, my dad’s people did come from the borders! A bunch of them are buried in a little churchyard in Stow, and I guess we still have distant relations among the Pringles in the area. Though I’m not sure they should claim us. Who knows why our branch had to leave in the first place? My guess–it was either a choice between hanging or hopping a ship to the new world! (Although my dad always used to say, “Stand tall, you’re descended from royalty!” So if Robert the Bruce left any little bastards running around, one of them might be my great-great…grandma.)
As for my Irish (Ryan) ancestors, they probably came over as an alternative to starvation, so at least you can say they had a little more class! My German great-grandpa (name of Court Einert) either needed the work, didn’t relish fighting World War I on his country’s side, or both. And who knows about the rest of the mish-mash. I understand we have some Welsh folks in the family tree, as well as a few English Quakers–the only ones of the bunch who seem to have been drawn here on the whole religion issue. They’re cool because they were part of the Underground Railroad during the Civil War.
So, yeah, I’m your typical American mutt. It’s kinda fun though. Makes you feel like the whole world has been captured in your DNA.
January 16th, 2008 at 1:26 pm
One shame though is that your husband and son could have thier blood taken and tested. It would say where the male bloodline originated from. SO for example they could go back to Scandinavia with those maurading natives. LOL Or they could even be descended from the Great Khan himself (a hell of a lot of the world is funilly enough.) Would be interesting to find out. Just a shame it cant be done with the female line. One freaky thing we did find out is that when you took a photo of my Great Great Grandad, transposed my face on it, the facial markers fit to a T. So goes to show strong genes on her side. LOL
January 16th, 2008 at 1:47 pm
If the Khan had an affinity for glazed donuts and funny stories I’d say we have a match!
January 17th, 2008 at 4:21 am
I read somewhere that about one fifth of the entire population are descended from Djengis Khan. Though I suppose the descendants of, er, willing partners are a much more scarce lot.
January 17th, 2008 at 11:01 am
Funny thought. There had to be that one guy in the Khan’s army who just wasn’t into the whole raping and pillaging scene. You know the one I mean. The sweetheart who’d rather curl up with a good book and a glass of wine after a hard day’s battling. The dude who could bake a melt-in-your-mouth lamb roast and treated his wife like a queen. You know his fellow soldiers would pause as they were hacking up the losers and say to each other, “There goes Mike, missing out on the victory celebration again. That guy just has no idea how to party.”
January 17th, 2008 at 12:00 pm
I think it was Temujins brother. The one that wanted to learn how to write. He wasnt so good at the fighting side of things but made up with logistics and logging all the events.
January 17th, 2008 at 12:15 pm
LOL, snort, snort, HAR!!