sarea | Every day should be a day off.

I took the day off yesterday and didn't check email ALL DAY. :D:D:D Of course, it would have been nicer if it hadn't been so miserably rainy, but whatever. I went to

corianderstem's work place, where we met Marian Keyes, who is really cute and funny. After having met her, I can appreciate her books in a way I wasn't able to before; knowing that she's a recovering alcoholic and that she's suffered many of the troubling things that her characters have gone through goes a long way in making me feel "more okay" (don't know how else to put it) about the humorous way she writes about those subjects. Now I know there's a lot of self deprecation in it, and I always appreciate people who have a good sense of humor about themselves. (Plus because I know she's doing well now.)

I made an entire post to

literocracy about it, so I'll just be lazy and link. As promised, I had her sign my copy of Lucy Sullivan Is Getting Married to

literocracy. :D An excerpt:

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You're a British writer -- do they change text to Americanize things?

MK: Yes, they did that a lot, actually, for my older novels. But not the new one so much. I think after Bridget Jones' Diary and the movie, people are now more aware of what our slang is. You know what 'snogging' and 'shagging' and 'knickers' are, so there's less reason to 'translate' them. But sometimes there's really no help for it, and it's important that the reader understand what is meant.

I refrained from saying that I mostly knew what all those things were from reading Harry Potter smut on the Internet.

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I have posted answers to the blink lyrics meme. Here's another one, mostly for

jade_okelani, but also for anyone else who might be a Melissa Etheridge fan. I know maybe three songs by her, so this is a total crapshoot!

Melissa Etheridge: Give me song titles.

I had to open up a lot of oysters

When the darkness comes down

I turned your dreams into lightning

And he blesses whom he pleases

I saw you with your envoy

This mist that covers your eyes

And as far as you're concerned I'm just a thief

Be as sharp as a needle that's twisting your brain

The satisfaction you invite

Down the road of my desires to the oceans of my needs

I know you haven't really heard from me in ten thousand years

As she drags her cigarette

I ain't looking for no blue-eyed lover

If someone else can light your mystery

I have been to the sword, seen it come, seen it die

This is the story I know

I'm drowning in my bed

I got this whiskey to take care of my lips

And so I beg for sleep the child who walked before she crawled

As original as sin, deny all that you feel

Meanwhile, I have heard much talk on my friends list about some apparent TV adaptation of A Wrinkle in Time ... I don't remember it very well now, but I do know that I was nutzoid about it back in the day, and devoured such related novels as A Wind in the Door, Many Waters, and A Swiftly Tilting Planet. I think it was the first (and the only, for many many many years) sci-fi thing I ever liked. Anyway, am sad to have missed it, though now I feel like reading the books again.