LEE-DING THE WAY

"Hmm... could it be then that it is not the authentic, but the simulated Hungarian which is the epitome of exotic glamour?"
- Zsuzsanna Ardó

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As the quote may suggest, I took this picture in Hungary.  It was in Budapest, actually.  I'm in love with that city.  Buda, the city on the hill, and Pest, the industrial district..  Man.  I love it.  The architecture, the people, the buildings, the stores.  Even the slightly tacky Four Seasons and Hilton Hotel.  I just love the city.  And the food - even as some of the locals joked, we never went hungry in Hungary.  Har-har-har.

It is a very beautiful city, though.  But whoever wrote the Blue Danube had to be smokin' something, because the Danube River is anything but blue.  I'd say it's more like a muddy off-brown.  You could probably find some blue if you squinted.

Anyway, I took his tablecloth picture at a beer garden.  I know, right?  There's even rice in the salt shaker, and someone explained to me that that was because it keeps moisture from ruining the salt.  I had no idea.  I felt so enlightened after that.  But now, on to the good stuff.


Oh, life.  Oh, writing.  Oh... oh.


I just don't know where to start sometimes. 

Little blue eyes is staring at me from across the room.  My cat, the kitten, the adorable white furball monster, has decided that if the food in his bowl isn't fresh every ten minutes, he won't eat it.  So I feel like some sort of deranged mother, screaming at my cat that he won't get any more food until he finishes what's in his bowl, goddangit!  

I put up a new chapter on FFN.  Things aren't getting reviewed as quickly as I'd like them to be.  My posts just keep getting swallowed.  It's kind of annoying, actually.  And I think I'm finally ready to start my own mystery novel.  Finally.

Now, all I need are characters, a passable plot, and a handful of journals.  I have an idea for the starting point, and a vague idea for the ending point, but all the stuff in between... Whew.  Where am I going with this?  I have an idea.  An idea was just born.  I'll have you know, blog, that this is so good for me.  I sort things out in my head and then I end up with more plot bunnies than I know what to do with.  Which is why so many of them end up hopping away.

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I know it has to be an optical illusion, but it looks like the letters get bigger to me.  It's strange.  

I have a first name.  All I need now is a last name.  This is so exciting.

The first thing I worked on just broke 14k yesterday.  I'm sort of proud of it - except I'm not sure if I like it or not.  It feels strange to me.  Like I didn't write it.  I did write it a while ago, but it just doesn't feel like me.  But now I have something that does - and it just broke 300 words.  I'm hoping I can get a solid chapter one done tonight.  Heee.

I'm so excited about this new idea.  I have a lot of plot bunnies hopping around up there in my pathetic excuse for a brain, so I'm really hoping they go somewhere.  Right now, they seem to be going somewhere fast.  I'm so excited.  I need to cut this blog off so I can go work on it!

Hmm.. now I need a setting...

PEACE.

-Lee