estepheia: (Tina and Toyah)
I don't normally post about our Irish Dance hobby, but today I have to squee in public: Today at dance practice our beginners class practiced hard shoe tap dancing. And I was allowed to join in. And our instructor allowed me to order hard shoes! We both know it's still too early, but I'm keen and I wouldn't be a whole year behind Mr. E - who is way ahead of me in soft shoes. It was a good training today. I'm finally getting the hang of the slip jig that our Irish teacher taught us in the last two workshops. The steps are very nice but sometimes off-beat, i.e. difficult to learn.

Incidentally, if you are a fan of Irish music, give Michael Flatley's Celtic Tiger a try - I find the show too bombastic and the ideologoy is more than questionable, but some of the music is awesome.

Other family stuff:
Tina has an ear infection. She's been a horrid little troll for two weeks, but now that she's actually sick and we can flood her with medication, she's turning into a nice, friendly person again. I swear, for the past days I seriously considered selling my little changelings to the next travelling band of gypsies.

I am still sorting through our household trying to decide what to keep, donate, or throw away. No time for reading or writing. I am also teaching another workshop next weekend. RL has completely taken over and I have to admit, I'm holding a bit of a grudge there. I want to be able to have both: a well-oiled RL with friends and all kinds of activities AND an active fannish life AND a bit of extra time to play at the computer, listen to music, and watch movies. My therapist tried to gently tell me that I can't have it all. I guess she's right. *sigh*
Anyway, I wish you all a nice weekend. *blows kisses*
estepheia: (Home Sweet Home)
I had a dreadful row with Tina yesterday, in which she said really horrid things to me. I hate how polite behaviour on my part is interpreted as weakness, and authoritarian behaviour is interpreted as unfair. She apologized and we made up, but her words still fester. *sigh*

Nevertheless, I had a pretty good day. Maybe it's the prospect of moving. Also, Mr. E took the kids to a chess tournament, so I had the first half of the day to myself. Yay.
Unfortunately, Mr. E and I both completely forgot about the fact that we were supposed to see friends for afternoon coffee and cake. Eep. When our friends called, we eeped and rushed over, and we all laughed about it. :-) Luckily they are very good friends and very forgiving.

Things I did well today: )
estepheia: (Writing)
Question: Has anyone on my flist any experience with Writer's Café and StoryLines? How do I make the font larger? And is the bundle worth buying? I downloaded the demo version, but I am not the fastest learner when it comes to exploring new software. I haven't really felt like devoting a lot of time to experimenting with it...
So, any advice you can give me would be appreciated. :-)

I moved my computer out of the cellar today. My desk is now in the guest-room, which used to be the kids' room before they moved into my late granny's room. The room is painted in bright red and orange. And there's a window. Meaning I have better light and more oxygen. Maybe that will help me work.

I tried to write fanfic today, a Riley/Spike scene that I always meant to write. Nothing fancy, just a bit of porn set in a larger story that I'll never have the time to write... I'm not happy with it, but the way I feel today I could write Pulitzer Prize material and still feel it sucks. I'll reread it tomorrow, and if it doesn't suck, I'll post it...
estepheia: (Worried)
Drat!
I have to write an evaluation of my creative writing course. Read more... )
estepheia: (Confidential)
This morning, when I left the house to do the grocery shopping, I slipped on a sheet of ice and fell. I was lucky, I have no visible bruises, but my left leg and arm feel like I pulled a muscle. That is particularly unwelcome since Thursday's dance practice left me limping and in great pain. *sigh* I don't like feeling old and fragile and sore all the time.

I taught a 6-hour prose workshop today. Basically, I combined a few exercises and prompts into a coherent exercise. The embarrassing thing is: I tried to write my own assignment and failed miserably. Too much pressure. But the "students" did well and they enjoyed the workshop.
Read more... )
estepheia: (James in Tampa)
WIDA Open Feis results:
Read more... )
estepheia: (Mr. & Mrs. E.)
Just a veeery quick update.
On Thursday Writers Ink organized an Open Mic. Seven of my students came and read texts, a handful of people from the Deutsch-Englische Gesellschaft came as well - and they wrote their first haiku ever. Apart from the fact that most of the Writers Ink members (except for [livejournal.com profile] shatten) failed to make an appearance (*grits teeth*), it was a nice evening. Afterwards we watched Firefly with two of our friends. Both are utterly hooked. *chuckles evilly*
My course is almost finished. Only two more sessions. My students are giving me very favorable feedback. I have to write a lengthy report now - to justify my continued employment, I guess. Grrr, I hate writing things "official".

Mr. E and my friend S. dyed my hair today. It's now dark like an eggplant. Looks good. Hubby also gave me a footrub. He's the best, and so is S.

Yesterday, the kids recieved their half-term grades. Tina has pretty good grades, I think. Not spectacular, but good. Mostly B's, two A's (music and sports), and a glowing report on her social conduct. Since she's good at music, she will take flute lessons from now on. We bought a new flute today.

Hubby, S. and several friends went to a Murder Mystery Dinner - a prequel to the famous Dinner for One that's always showing on Telly on New Years Eve. It was hilarious. I had a very silly but enjoyable crush on the actor who played Mr. Pommeroy, who was as camp as a row of pink tentsvery gay. Last year we saw a different Murder Mystery with the same cast, and I had the same crush then. Color me beetred. The play was great, and the food divine.
When I asked the actor-who-played-Mr. Pommeroy if I could keep the laminated game-rules, he said, not really, but I should just nick it, but not to quote him in front of his colleagues. :-)
And now I have to go to bed because in less than 3 hours I have to get up again, pack my stuff and off we go to Düsseldorf. Hubby and Tina dance in a tournament.
Toodles. :-)
estepheia: (Tina and Toyah)
Check out the wonderful wands that the kids made at Tina's birthday party.
Pic behind the cut )
estepheia: (Chance)
Good stuff that happened to me today (yay!):
  • The folder of stories arrived for next weekend's sci-fi workshop. Two people submitted outlines for Fantasy-novels, one submitted an outline for a serial killer thriller. That means I can hand in the outline for my fantasy novel for discussion instead of having to dither over sci-fi plots. (I have more time to hand mine in because I am a replacement)

  • A new fantasy rolegaming book arrived today for free - the publishing house still sends me new publications because they published several of my sourcebooks. Yay!

  • Toyah helped make lunch. She was very good today.

  • A friend dropped off two bags full of second hand clothes for Tina. The clothes are not for free but they are cheap, and they are nice. Tina is happy.

  • One of my students sent glowing feedback for my course (my course is her favorite this term; she asks me to offer many more courses. The good thing is, she never wrote before but now writes in both English and German. Hurrah!)

  • I found a really good site on creative writing (see previous post)

  • I watched the new Supernatural epi and loved it

  • Today's English lesson went smoothly.

  • There was no handout to prepare for tomorrow's teaching class, because we will spend the entire session critiquing. No hectic last minute prep work. No sir! Will now curl up on the sofa and leisurely mark one more story while sipping my ice tea...

  • The kids gave me hundreds of kisses. I think the holidays were good for them. Tina no longer objects to everything I say.

  • I read a short LotR fanfic that I enjoyed. Without feeling guilty.

  • I tinkered with my fantasy novel. Added to the word count but didn't do my 1000 - without feeling guilty.


Bad stuff:

Poked Perdition Catch my Soul with a stick. I'm trying to muster the courage to just pummel through the bit that I don't like in the hopes that I gain some impetus. I am stuck in a scene where Spike and Xander rattle through conflicting emotions faster than a pinball. I should probably throw the scene away and start afresh, but that's something I find extremely hard. I'm not sure why the characters behave the way they do and I just can't let go and let them get to wherever they're going under their own steam. *bangs head on desk*

Oh well, maybe tomorrow. If I don't break through the barrier tomorrow, I'll put it on ice again. *glares at muse*
estepheia: (Insane)
I am so behind on just about everything, it's ridiculous. Why is my brain working in slow mo?
I need to
- write progress reports for my students (I finished 2 out of 13)
- outline my scifi novel (haven't even started)
- finish my sooper sekrit project (wrote 5 out of 12-14 scenes)
- work on my fantasy novel (words written this month: approximately 5000...)
- prepare Tina's b-day party (which takes place on Friday)
- read and correct several stories
- organise an open mic for my students
- write a drabble for Mer
- tidy up the cellar
- prepare Wednesday's English class
- put three IKEA bags full of folded laundry into the wardrobes
- fold even more laundry
- call my dad

The icing on my cake? It's fasting week again. I need to reboot my body, I need to wean it off those nasty tortilla chips, crisps, and whatnot and go back to dark bread, lean luncheon meats, and pasta sauces without cheese. I have to lose weight because every time after dance practice my feet are killing me. When you're hopping on one leg, trying to dance with a jaunty sprig, every kilo counts. Believe me, I've been 6 kilos lighter than what I'm now, and it makes a huge difference. Don't worry, I fast about once or twice a year, usually in summer, because I always feel so frigging cold when I don't eat.

*sigh*

PS: Don't be mad if I don't have time to read your LJs. I miss you guys, miss reading your stories and discussions and your real life stuff, but lately I feel like my brain is full. It takes me ages to drum new knowledge into my head. Please don't think I'm indifferent. I'm just... not working on all thrusters, is all. *sigh*

Right, I better go to bed. I gotta get up in... uh... five and a half hours. *yawn*

Oh, and I want a new epi of Supernatural now, now, now.
estepheia: (Beautiful in Black and White)
The entire family overslept.
Then my hormones dictated I should tidy up the family pigsty. At least a little.
The tree in our garden is being chopped down, and it's NOISY! I hate chainsaw skreeching.
In an hour I have to make lunch. No idea what to cook.
Tina keeps interrupting my train of thought because she wants to discuss Pokemon Coliseum.
I'm still in my pjs.
I have a scifi novel to outline.
I have 1000 words to write (and I haven't even started).
At 4pm there's the last original language screening of King Kong at the local cinema.
At 8 pm our fantasy rolegaming group meets, and I'm the one supposed to master. Needless to say, inspiration hasn't struck yet.
*feebly reaches for St. John's Wort*
estepheia: (Twirl)
Happy Birthday, [livejournal.com profile] snoopygirll!!♥
----/----(@
Whohoo, thanks to a post in [livejournal.com profile] poshcat's LJ I finally know how to do little hearts. Yay!

And now for some family stuff, like boardgaming, etc - feel free to skip... )

RL update

Dec. 21st, 2005 12:59 pm
estepheia: (Lego-Estepheia)
Went and got a few photo prints made.
Wrapped most of the prezzies last night... well, about 95%. Some photographs still need framing etc.
Searched myself silly for a DVD I bough for hubby. Maybe I wrapped it already? *is scatterbrained*
Guestroom is messy but ready to receive infamous auntie.
Wrote and mailed (whohoo!) a handful of Christmas cards.

Did not:
prepare tomorrow's lesson
prepare today's English lesson
get the laundry folded

Why?
Because some Russian guys hacked into the Writers Ink website that I maintain and infected it with a few viruses. Assholes. It took us two hours to do complete safety checks (of all our other sites too) and to get rid of the viruses. Two hours which I'd like to have spent on more important stuff. Like writing today's drabble. *frothes at the mouth*

Oh, btw, I forgot to mention: Things Present - Things Past won the Love's Last Glimpse Award for Best Saga. Yay!
Right, gotta cook lunch. Bah.
Toodles.

Priceless

Dec. 11th, 2005 11:15 pm
estepheia: (Tina and Toyah)
Hubby's comment after Viktoria threw up into our bed: "Boy am I glad that we aren't the kind of people who are dead drunk at this hour."
Priceless. *hearts hubby*
Having to scrub lasagne off the carpet and mattress? Not so priceless. *Le sigh*
The kids have been iffy for days, naughtier than usual, highly strung. Having them throw up is actually quite a relief, because then we can nod sagely and say: "Of course! They're sick."
Of course this means that Toyah won't go to school tomorrow. Bah.
estepheia: (Tina and Toyah)
The weekend was good. I wrote 3000 words; re-watched The 13th Warrior and The Vikings (research); watched the latest Veronica Mars and House (fun); had a visit from a friend who's also a writer and who always gives me pep talks. Hubby and the kids were away on a weekend chess tournament. Both girls came home with a cup for best girl in their age group. Whoohoo. I love it when they come home happy and triumphant.
This morning I wrote 600 words in a white heat, but then RL cropped up again. Le sigh. In the afternoon I went to see HP4. I guess it's unspoilery if I say that I enjoyed it a lot. (Maybe I'll write a more detailed post tomorrow.) While checking up on some of the actors on IMDB I discovered that the new Doktor Who is in HP4. What a surprise - to me anyway. Which led me to search the net for info on doctor #10. The bad news is: Captain Jack won't be in S2 apparently, the good news is he will be in S3. I also downloaded a very short special that must have aired a few days ago. If you are fans of the Doktor and haven't seen it, go grab it. I hope Captain Jack's spin-off show takes off soonish. :-)
Anyway, I managed to write another 300 words tonight, so my nano light is still going strong. In fact, the characters' backstories are becoming clearer and clearer. Meaning I'm not too unhappy with what I'm churning out. Yay! Current word count: 22.960.
estepheia: (Lego-Estepheia)
Braunschweig Lions - 31 : 28 - Hamburg Blue Devils.
Yes! About time too. The last time I saw the Lions in a German Bowl final they threw their victory away during the last two minutes of the game.
There were also fireworks. I looove fireworks.
Friends gave us the tickets for my birthday. Great present!

We also saw Serenity (and Joss, Nathan, and Summer) on Friday. We dressed up and we took pictures. I hope to write a quick report tomorrow.
Today I have friends coming for lunch and then we'll go to a baby bazar, where they sell 2nd hand kids clothing. Keep your fingers crossed that I manage to get a few sweaters for Tina. I can't afford buying her anything new and she's outgrown practically all her clothes....
Mr. E has hard shoes now. Haven't seen him dance with them yet. Tina gets hers today. I guess I can look forward to a lot of noisy practicing in this house.
estepheia: (Worn out)
Rince Samhain at the Open Feis in Stuttgart )

Yesterday we had friends over for a fantasy roleplaying session. Great fun. Ofterwards I helped S. finish and print out a paper for university. I finally got to go to bed at 5 am. Thankfully, Mr. E sent the kids off to school and left me to sleep. I feel sick, and depressed, and hung over, with my limbs aching from all that coughing and from sitting cramped in that coach for so long. I also feel like I ought to have spent the past 4 days working on either my stories or my courses (I am horrendously behind schedule). This cold is killing me. Maybe it's a chronic bronchitis or something. In any case I ought to muster the energy to see my GP...
Maybe once I've taken a shower.
Kill me now.
(Sorry about the long whine, but sometimes whining helps, you know?)
estepheia: (Mr. & Mrs. E.)
I just came back from looking at a large appartment in an old mill, about 5 minutes from where we currently live. The rent is about 250 EUR cheaper than the house we currently live in. The landlord sounds very nice. There's trees behind the building, the rooms are nice... It's perfect for us. We told the landlord that we'd like to take it, but of course there are dozens of other families looking at the place. Please keep your fingers crossed that we get the place. The kids could stay at the same school, I could still shop at the same shops, the bus stop is much closer, etc. There's no proper garden but the paved courtyard has patches of lawn and a few flower beds.
Apparently there's an old farmer next door who stables a few horses. The kids are really keen. We are keen. We'd finally have enough space for all our stuff. *crosses fingers till they hurt*
estepheia: (Fishy)
Crap. One of our fish looks like it's about to expire. Tina has been wailing non-stop for the past hour. *sigh* It's sitting on the ground, tail upwards, panting, and not moving. Not eating. Can't see any injuries or parasites. I've been asking hubby for months that he should get the water tested (our plants look too brownish), but hubby is stubborn. Grrrr. The fish shop is on the way to the office. I've also told him for at least 4 weeks that the fishies need either live food or frozen food - they can't live on that dry stuff. They need a healthy diet, but no, hubby never got any, even though he passes the shop 4 times a day. Grrrrrr. I know he's trying to save money wherever he can, but there should be enough to buy decent fish food, you know?
*sigh*
ETA: RIP, poor fishy. *sigh*
I dread tomorrow morning when Tina finds out that it's dead. We had one casualty shortly after we got our fish tank and that was a huge tragedy. I remember how unhappy I was whenever one of my budgies or hamsters died...
estepheia: (Poppies 2)
On Friday, hubby and I had our 17th wedding anniversary. What did we do to celebrate? Um, I dumped the kids in his lap and took off with a friend. Her b-day prezzie to me had been a voucher for a shopping trip to Hannover and Friday was a good day to cash it in. So, instead of smooching hubby all day (who had to work anyway), my friend and I strolled through clothes shops in Hannover. I saw beautiful clothes, especially a few wonderful skirts and frocks in a Noa Noa outlet store, but even the cheaper stores had very nice skirts and tops. I love the new autumn colors (especially the dark plum purple) and the Napoleonic blazers with two rows of buttons. Too bad I rarely have money to buy any clothes for myself. I have sweat shirts in my wardrobe that I've had since the Eighties. I never buy pants that cost more than 25 bucks, tops may cost up to 10. I shop second hand now or wear hand-me downs. I wish I could just throw out 95 percent of my clothes and buy new stuff. Most of my clothes are not 'me', you know? *sigh*

So, I didn't buy anything for myself (just a b-day prezzie for a friend and a belt for daughter #1) My friend treated me to a yummie bagle breakfast (yes, Hannover actually has a Bagles shop). And we had a very nice Burger and fries lunch, sitting outside in Indian Summer warmth, watching people hurry past us. We had meant to watch a movie, but couldn't agree on one, so we cancelled that. (And let me mention again that Howl's Moving Castle is a fantastic must-see movie!)

So much for Friday. Yesterday hubby and I attended an Irish Dance workshop held by Magic of the Dance celebrity Michael Donnellan. He turned out to be a very down to earth teacher, very polite, very effictive. For three hours he tought us a new Beginner's Reel. This afternoon, in the second part of the workshop, he'll teach us a Jig. *wibble* I've never danced a jig before, so this will be very embarrassing. I don't pick up dances very quickly. I am holding up the club's red lantern. I practically have a red B for Beginner slapped onto my ass. But I'll try to do my best anyway. Right now, the kids' class is getting tuition from him. I wonder what Tina will say when she comes home.

Last night our dance club went to an Irish pub (one with live music), and Michael Donnellan actually got on stage and sang an Irish ballad for us, acapella. He danced Rock 'n Roll with our teacher, made jokes, and clearly enjoyed himself. Fun was had. :-)

Today I'm feeling a bit meh. My stomach's a little upset. Hope it goes away soon, because the workshop starts at 3 pm.

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