I often dream of trains when I m awake

I'm going to go finish reading Bujold's latest Sharing Knife book in the bath, with Lush. Meanwhile, you can tell me what I'm going to do with myself this week. View Poll: FicPoll Mark XV: Vacation Edition read more

We are back in Portland after our wonderful East Coast trip--5 states in all, by planes, trains, and automobiles, with a pleasing and generous mixture of relative-visiting, sight-seeing, college-looking, reminiscing, and old-friend-connecting. I'm awake much too early this morning, jet-lagging of course, and we're due to leave for a wedding in Seattle (complete with fireworks for the 4th) later on today, so I'll post a few comments and photos from the vacation now and do more as time allows during...

Literally... the Lufthansa strike grounded most international flights from Frankfurt, so I rode a train from Prague to Berlin, then a flight from Berlin to London, then a flight from London to Seattle, then a rental car from Seattle to Portland, arriving home 24 hours later. I shouldn't have been driving last night. The oncoming lights kept putting me in a trance and I had to shake my head or sometimes even slap myself to stay awake. But I knew enough to avoid coffee - instead I drank a lot of...

My House fanfic. Tell me what you think. Trains Sitting in the car, listening to the rain splattering against the window, Trevor was exhausted. “We’re about block away kids,” announced the taxi cab driver. “Thank you, Sir,” replied Trevor who had just turned seventeen. The girl sitting next to him was his twin sister, who was asleep. “Emily…” said the boy softly. Emily opened her tired eyes. Sitting up she felt the bruise under her eye. Groaning in pain, she put the little belongings she had...

OK, so I've only been here for one full day and then most of yesterday, but I can say with all honesty that it's already been a very, very interesting trip. So first off I think I should explain that I'm writing this on my laptop without being connected to the internet due to Daniel not being sure of the passwords for the secured wireless connection in his flat. I don't mind too much, though it does mean that I'm writing this with no knowledge of when I'll be able to post it and so am not wholly...

This is a report I wrote for a literary analysis class. Got an A-. Kafkaesque. The word has entered the modern vernacular, even among those ignorant of Kafka himself. It is often used to describe a film’s visual style. This seems ironic as Kafka never made a film or even a painting. Yet his use of nightmarish literary imagery as well as his bleak subject matter and absurdist humor. Though many filmmakers borrow Kafka’s storytelling elements, many to great success, few have actually based films...