Walk Into Light

[butterflydreaming]

I haven't done color for a while.


Now if only I could set the font to Garamond, I'd be truly happy. (Anyone know how?)

I've spent the morning cleaning, and trying to catch a story.  I've been cleaning out all the dust, soot, and candlewax from my fireplace.  It's an appropriate Solstice activity, since I want to replace all the candles and possibly fill the oil lamps as well, though I think that what they really need are new wicks.  (Everlasting wicks, ha!)  The dirty work has all been done; I'm just taking a break from being on my knees.  (Catholic, though, so I can take it.)

No sign of kurokurosukes, but I left the fireplace doors open while I was in the kitchen setting up that odd, circular candelabra... and I'm sure something else got in.  The icks have been especially active this year.  Add to that that what I'm doing smacks of ceremonial, at a hearth that was once used for magic of an oily sort, and... yeah.  Will have to teach the newcomer the Rules.

The Rules being one: contribute positively or get out.

I'm in the mood to write a seasonal story, a Christmas story of some kind, and I have one that is just staying teasingly out of reach.  I'm trying to avoid yet another story that ends in a death, which, no matter what tone I'm writing in, seems to keep happening. {is embarrassed}  Right now, honestly, I have too many things on the Desk.  I'm starting to feel like I never finish anything.  It's been so long since I've actively thought about Key that I just realized that I'm not sure what Carmen's husband's name is.

I'll see what today brings, once I finish arranging candles and do some shopping.  (No, of course I haven't finished.)  And go to the grocery store.  I want to bake something today; it's too cold in here and needs some good smells.  I haven't done any gingerbread this year... .

I thought of putting out an open invitation for a bonfire on Alki beach tonight, but then, I figured that no one would come.  It's quite cold already, and it looks like it wants to snow, or storm.

And because I can never promote Tanya Huff enough --
If you can find a copy of What Ho, Magic! there is a wicked Christmasy story in it.  You'll never look at a Christmas tree angel the same way again.

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Thank you! Bright blessings to you, too.