That's it!

Convinced that my comments will never work again, I've moved my blog to wordpress, which is much more complicated and annoying to work with.

But you made me do it, Blogger.

You made me do it.

Smell you later!

I've got it!

This shall be my next cross stitch!


Also, my Julius Caesar comic is finished has terminated fantastically.

Ha! So true...

In other news, now that The Gothic Novel has reached it's stunning conclusion* I've begun a new genre-parodying e-novel.

This one takes on the historical-mystery-thriller genre, which I both love to hate and hate to love.

I hate the dumbed-down scholarship and the way they put wild conjecture on the level with actual fact so that they're indistinguishable to the average reader (something scholars are quite capable of doing on their own without the help of fiction). I get annoyed with the way the protagonist, always a supposed genius in his/her field, will randomly forget hugely important information when convinient for building suspense**

But many of the genre's silly conventions appeal to me. I like the location-hoping, where every clue has to be visited in person at some famed historical site. I like the idea that great discoveries are just sitting there in plain sight, waiting for some one to accidentally figure them out. And I like an academic protagonist whose superpower is obscure knowledge. Especially, I like the character of the distinguished British gentleman with the sparkling wit and endless knowledge to turns out to be evil, usually.

The first chapter is currently underway. Stay tuned for...

When mild-mannered professor Nick Harris accepts a job at small college in the Midwest, he doesn’t expect anything more challenging than trying to interest a room full of teenagers in Early Modern history. But St. Mary Francis College holds the key to a centuries-old secret so powerful, so shocking, that the quest to unlock it sends Nick racing across the globe. He soon discovers that he’s not the only seeker interested in ancient truths. There are others following the same path, and some seem willing to kill to see that Nick never makes it to the end...

*I initially wrote "is done" in place of "has reached it's stunning conclusion," and whenever I do that (replace a simple word with a more hyperbolic statement) I imagine Winona Rider in Beetlejuice, writing her suicide note. "I am alone [scrtach scrtach] I am utterly alone. By the time you read this, I will be gone, having jumped [scratch scratch] having plummeted..." Just thought I'd share that. Incidentally, I learned the meaning of "utterly" from that scene.

**Interred with their Bones, which I'd otherwise classify as "pretty-not-bad," provides a particularly irritating example, in which the heroine totally forgets about Cardenio and then, when the plot requires it, it all "Oh, right! Shakespeare wrote some lost plays!"

Hey, What Happened to Julius Caesar?

Oh, I moved it over to girlishwhimsy.com.



Update: It's done!

Gothic Novel Update

IT'S FINISHED!

By which I mean, all thirty chapters are written, and the resolution is as resolved as it's going to be.

I may go back and refine things, I may ignore it for another five or six years and then put out the New, New Revised Edition.

Only time will tell.

Update

So. someone sent me a link to a gallery of Twilight inspired tattoos, which I am not even going to dignify with a rant. Suffice it to say, if you're old enough to get a tattoo, you should be old enough to know better.*

In other news, The Gothic Novel has been updated again, with a two new chapters and some slight formatting changes to make it easier to read maybe. However, there's something strange going on with the "previous" and "next" links that I'm in the process of fixing, so be aware that they might just whisk you off somewhere you don't want to be.

*Than to get a Twilight one, that is. I got no beef with tattoos in general. I have four myself, each more awesome than the last.

Observe:

Now that's a tattoo!

Comments!

The word on the street is that my comments aren't working! I have heard this from nigh on five people, which is three more than I even thought read my blog. And I get the impression those three mostly want to post impassioned defenses of You Know Who and his hideous hair.

Rest assured, hoardes of readers! I am working on this comment problem as dilligently as a very, very lazy person with little-to-no knowledge of programing can!

In the meanwhile, here is a graph I've made of my readership, based on this new information:
Advertisers take note!

The Gothic Novel

Chapters 1-5 have been spruced up a bit with some new words.

Wait, what?

You may have noticed that my blog is now backward. I've been experimenting with different layouts, trying to find one that will let me imbed videos properly (so they don't get all cut off at the edges).

I'm not happy with the backwardness, but the video problem is solved, so... we'll see.

I also fixed up my "Drawing" pages at Girlish Whimsy so they look a little nicer, I hope.

I want to figure out a way to work this into the Menu design:



But that will require more thought, and I have a play to do right now.

Post 101!

Happy 101st Blog Post To Me!

You're probably feeling nostalgic about all the great times we've had over the last few months, addressing such diverse topics as conceptual art, education reform, why dinosaurs are awesome, and how much Twilight sucks. I bet you're thinking to yourself, "I sure wish Kitty Pimms had made a snazzy 3D pie chart of her most popular blog topics to aid my reminiscences."

Your wish is my command!


Now I bet you're wondering "How is Kitty going to celebrate this auspicious day?"

Why, by shirking work, my good reader!

Not only did I pause my costume making to create exciting champagne graphics and pie charts, I also spent a good portion of time making myself nifty headbands out of fabric scraps.



And then drawing pictures of myself wearing them.

And then blogging about it.

Productive!

New Gay Companions(-ish)

A friends drew my attention to these fairy-tale playing cards from the 19th century.

Despite several minutes of half-assed internet searching, I was unable to figure out which fairy-tale was supposed to be depicted in any of the suits, so I went ahead and made up my own.

I put it with the Gay Companions because it's the same sort of found-image-word-collage-thing. Which is the totally accurate and technical term. Tell your friends.

Gothic Novel, Functional?

The Gothic Novel is now functional again!

But still unfinished!

Hot off the Presses!

A new installment of The Gay Companions!

Discord is brewing behind the scenes at White House Studios. Could the Companions be growing apart?

Remodeling!

I'm in the processes of remodeling girlishwhimsy.com as a way to keep myself busy while I wait for rehearsals to start.

I don't really have much of a plan, other than to go around going "I don't like the way that looks!" and then smashing the offending thing with a metaphorical hammer.

So, it may be awhile before anything but The Gay Companions is functional (since I already massively redesigned that recently, it should be spared).

Gay Companions Updated!

What have those crazy kids been up to, you ask?

Find out for yourself.

Newt's New Friend

A new Newt story.

This one is a birthday present for a girl who's turing three on Friday and getting a little sister any day now. 

I never liked how children's books about coping with a new baby always end with the big sister/brother having a sudden change of heart and realizing that having a younger sibling is great, with the implication that they then would live happily ever after, and no one would ever fight or feel jealous or left out or sad again.

I never had that heart-changing moment, and I've never met an older sibling who did. So in this book, it's okay to be nice to a new baby just to avoid getting in trouble.