Sorcy Sorcy quite Contrary

Every March for the past three years, I have been asked by a multitude of people --"So are you going to Pinewoods?" And every July, right after the scottish session, I read a half dozen or more blog posts by the people who went, all of whom wax poetic about the camping, the outdoors, the music, the people, and the DANCING.

My answer to the people who've asked has always been "no, I can't." Too broke, too little time, no way to get from where I summer to where Pinewoods occurs, whatever excuse comes to mind. There are real reasons too why I shy away, but they're my own, and don't need to be shared.

This one, however, has just occurred to me. With all the bits and pieces I've gotten, I've formed a quite lovely idea of what the camp is like in my mind. And there's a certain amount to which that alone scares me --I don't at all anticipate that it could truly live up to the idea I've built, not knowing myself and how I interact with the world. I feel rather like it might be arriving in Oz just to find the emerald city to be made of cardboard and paint.

Oh fah, I rather can't post this. Might as well just make one more private post.

~Sor
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Sometimes you find lines, but don't have the essay to put them into.

I feel rather like it might be arriving in Oz just to find the emerald city to be made of cardboard and paint.

((And sometimes you have lines and the essay to put them into is not so good as to be worth the trouble of posting it))

~Sor
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Advice needed!

I need very important advice, on two different concepts.

The first I will probably have people jumping to give --in Chicago, it has been declared that each of us kids will cook at least one dinner a week. I made some excellent pasta and cheese last week based on Magus's recipe, but I've slacked this week, and have no idea what to cook tomorrow night. Advice and recipes are needed!

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The second I will poss...

...dude, I totally just solved the second problem. I need a historical fiction book to read for the library reading challenge thing (which mom is totally kicking my ass on, mostly because I keep reading things like KoDT comics, which are awesome, but I'm not willing to call them some of the eight novels I have to read) and it occurs to me that "Napoleonic era" is totally historical fiction.

And therefore Napoleonic era with dragons is also totally historical fiction, right? Wevs, it follows the rules for histfic I was setting for myself namely not boring, and ideally Regency. Sweet!

(Unrelatedly, Scott Pilgrim is an awesome first book, and I am so pissed that the rest of the series isn't going to make it back to the library until after we've left. I may have to figure out the fastest (biking?) route to a local library to fix this.)

~Sor
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ETA: When it comes to recipes, things without many spices are preferred, due to the aforementioned woefully understocked kitchen. So yeah, that. Also, thank you all. <3