http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Tip-of-the-Quill&section=today deviantART RSS for by:Tip-of-the-Quill en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 16 Dec 2009 02:05:14 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/25762185/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/25762185/ Sun, 05 Jul 2009 20:59:38 PDT
Now, I know I've never been his favorite grandchild. He's a man who wakes up at 4 in the morning, every morning, and fishes until noon, listens to the tv way too loud, lives the life of a man divorced four times. I, on the other hand, am the pretty granddaughter who turned into a bookish nerd, who listens to quiet music and spends her days reading and writing. I was always that kid whom he loved, and whom he knew returned his love, but with whom he never could really communicate. Still, I thought I understood him. Until he sat me down and gave me some advice about life.

Don't get fat, he tells me, or I'll end up with a knothead. Because the smart, worthwhile boys always go for the skinny bimbos. (Yes. Because smart boys can't possibly look beyond appearances and fall in love with a girl's brain.)

Don't talk too much. Some boys are shy. You get him talking, then you shut up. (Okay. Some sage wisdom here, until he seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with me having to wring every word out of a boy and keep quiet myself.)

Try to enjoy the boy's interests. (This was introduced in the form of a story that I thought would boil down to "A couple must try one another's experiences". But when I tried to reiterate it, it really became "The girl learns to like what the boy likes, and if he doesn't share her interests that's too bad." Yes. That IS too bad.)

I didn't see fit to remind my grandpa that he had been divorced four times and a bachelor for at least the last fifteen years. Seemed a little too obvious.

I also didn't want to bother reminding him of the fact that I am an Ordinary Sea Scout, almost an Able, have won second prize in a national writing contest, have climbed a mountain with a fifty pount pack on my back, and all without anyone ever suggesting that I was "Mannish" or "Dyke-like". It's just the age he was born in, so there was good reason for me to shut my mouth, smile, and nod.

Good thing I also neglected to mention that my ex-boyfriend was Indian, and I was currently flirting with the idea of entering into a relationship with a Chinese guy. The Korean war veteran in him would not have liked that.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/24281823/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/24281823/ Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:01:34 PDT
Pros:

Pull me out of the asocial shell I've developed this year.
Make lots of friends.
The safety, structure, and community.
Parties that should be fun.
Always having people there for me. Cause of pledges and all.
Frat boys that might not suck.
Fun experiences.
Social status of being in a sorority.
Sorority house (sounds nicer than a dorm)

Cons:

Shyness/awkwardness/cynicism on my part.
Parties that could be terrifying (drinking and dancing? Oh my!)
Paying a buttload in dues.
Responsibility for others. Cause I'd pledge, too.
Frat boys that could completely suck.
Rules and expectations.
Having to associate with girls I may dislike immensely.
Reputation as a sorority girl (the flaky, flighty, blonde thing)
I am a very anal, not so easygoing individual.

Yeah. I'm going to ponder this list for the next year. Blargh. Now I go to do research papers.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/24220791/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/24220791/ Mon, 13 Apr 2009 13:27:42 PDT
So the con this weekend was nice. Sold a good amount. But I think I'm going to have to drop my next con, cause I'm at my limit. I haven't really relaxed in weeks, and it's not going to get easier, even dropping the cons. I mean, I just got addicted to Supernatural and watched a few episodes today, TRYING to relax, but all I could think was "crap, where's my gov't textbook!?"

Lost and recovered my W-2 form. Now to learn how to do my taxes tonight. Yippers.

Now with the to-do list.

Items of immediate attention:

Find gov't textbook so I can reach ch 10 and write a paper on it by Wednesday.

Study for a Biology exam I have tomorrow (we seriously just had one 2 weeks ago!!!)

Get enough research for me to write a research paper on the themes of The Fellowship of the Ring, and enough research to do a scholar-level comparison of Hebrew and Anglo-Saxon poetic styles.

Stuff that can wait a few days:

Contact the dentist for my remaining fillings.

Contact someone in Houston to reserve a room in the community center in The Woodlands.

Organize a skit night such that people will actually want to attend by May 12.

Find and review a scholarly article for Humanities.

I also work 2 days this week. I'm exhausted, and I just pray I can last the remaining month. I have a Sea Scout event this weekend, too. Not real excited, as the whole weekend I'll be worried about school, as usual.

Still... I'm kind of relieved. As much as I hate passing up an opportunity to make money, it'll be nice to get back to my pre-convention projects. Blankets, mostly. Gifts. And I can also return to writing with a vengeance. I even have a new dream-inspired ghost story (part of why I think I've latched onto Supernatural and Everlost, particularly because ghost stories usually don't appeal to me.)

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23874012/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23874012/ Tue, 24 Mar 2009 20:25:53 PDT
Howl #1 (featuring the blonde wig and jacket of awesome)
Howl #2 (Ginger wig, flesh colored body suit, towl, and tape)
Howl #3 (Black wig, and stuff I already have)
River Tam (There are currently issues)
Kaylee Fry (Coveralls... yikes!)
Inara Serra (Actually doable. One of her easier outfits.)
Princess Kraehe (Slutty and frilly all at once)
Princess Tutu (So girly you kind of pass out)
Ty Lee (Ju-Jitsu chop character of HYPER!!! With pink.)
Winry Rockbell (Well, I have everything but the pants, anyway)


I already have

Chihiro (Too small in the chest)
Howl #3 (nix the wig and pants that actually fit)
Cardcaptor Sakura (...ish)
Inara Serra (well, most of it.)

And these are only the actual character costumes. NOT counting my sundresses, jackets, and tops to be made. In fact, I already HAVE everything but the wigs, Howl's jacket, Princess Tutu,and Ty Lee.

I blame the fabric store I work in.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23689697/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23689697/ Sat, 14 Mar 2009 07:36:25 PDT
Felt kind of bad to tell them "Sorry, but no." I mean, if they'd told me this two weeks ago, when I REALLY needed this information, I'd have jumped on it. As it is, I had to make the decision to pursue Anime Matsuri instead. So, bad as I feel, they really should have been more decisive. Not that they'll miss one dealer but... I probably won't go there next year, either.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23548208/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23548208/ Thu, 05 Mar 2009 20:46:44 PST
The girl, having nothing to watch at the time and needing something to occupy her mind while she knitted her mother a Christmas blanket, watched it. In spite of the lame title, in spite of the fact that it was not a well known anime, in spite of the fact that she knew nothing about it and suspected that it would be odd, she watched it. Well, it was odd. And random. An anime supposed to take place in Germany, and yet most of the fairy tales parodied in the show weren't German at all.

And yet she couldn't. Stop. Watching it. Because, unlike every other child-friendly anime, it wasn't actually repetitive (as it set itself up to be). Every few episodes, there was a twist that kept you watching. And watching.

The girl finished the series before she finished her blanket, her brain fried and yet satisfied that the 26 episode series was over. After all, she had watched it all in what seemed like only a weekend. It was that engaging.

In spite of the fact that problems were solved on this show by magically creating fields of flowers and dancing to express inner turmoil and emotion, and the fact that the main character had "Tutu" in her name, and the fact that... well, she wouldn't want to give it away, the girl urged her friends to watch it. But her friends, hearing the words "Princess" and "Tutu" used for a title, refused. Wise friends.

Until one day, the girl managed to convince one friend to watch it. THe friend snorted at the illogical, confusing first episode and proclaimed that she wouldn't like it at all. The next day, the girl got a text message, declaring that her friend was halfway done with the series.

Two days later, her friend was finished and squealing about the ending and the plot elements and how the heck a show that has all the elements of a generic Sailor Moon rip-off can be original and fun and... good! The girl was pleased that someone else appreciated her series, until the friend said the dreaded word.

Cosplay.

Why not cosplay together, as the main hero and main villain, both of whom were princesses. Ballerina princesses. Ballerina princesses in tutus and impossible anime hairstyles.

Surely not, the girl thought. Those costumes would require acute attention to detail, sewing ability, willingness to go out in public showing as much skin as ballerina characters were wont to show and, anyway, money and patience and time.

Then she started looking at costumes.

"Oh," the girl thought. "How lovely would it be to wear the pink wig and arm puffs and be Princess Tutu!"

"Oh!" the girl thought (more enthusiastically) "How lovely to wear dark stockings and bodice tape and a black hair feather to play the villainous Princess Kraehe!"

"Oh, hell!" the girl thought. "I'd crossplay as the prince or the knight for all I care!"

Then she looked at the three costumes and five outfits she still had to sew.

Then she looked at all the merchandise she had to make for her conventions.

Then she looked at her homework and research projects.

Then she looked at her extracurricular responsibilities and her job.

"Perhaps I can hire someone to sew a costume for me!" The girl thought happily.

Then she looked at her bank account.




The girl sighed and resumed studying for her government test, grumbling to herself as she crocheted another plushie.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23473442/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23473442/ Sun, 01 Mar 2009 15:34:04 PST [link]

That's right, I have an Etsy account! It almost makes the fact that my Service Engine Soon light came back on, got a parking ticket for parking in a spot two hours before the weekend technically started, and am probably not getting that kamikazecon shop okay. Now I need to sell some things on it.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23417661/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23417661/ Thu, 26 Feb 2009 14:44:08 PST
Kamikazecon is only allowing pencil-and-paper artists in the artist alley.

I am not considered a pencil and paper artist, so I must take a Dealer's Room booth at a reduced price, which is still 3 times the artist alley price.

I did not consolidate with the other booth at anime matsuri. Silly me.

I have no one who is for certain to work at this booth with me, either.

I have not reserved this booth yet, as it is "first pay, first serve". But I cannot pay until I have my tax id, which might not com before 3 weeks. Which might be too late.


I'm going to die. I think I'll call the con and ask if they can just take my money now and trust that I will have my id by then.

I'm going to die.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23371178/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/23371178/ Mon, 23 Feb 2009 19:42:52 PST
Thing is, my parents have never accompanied me on anything they could have. With my mom, who has so many allergies and is prone to overreacting to stress (yes, I DO know where I get it from), it's understandable. My father, however, is a different story. He passed up Philmont with me because he didn't want to sacrifice vacation with the rest of the family. He passed up the long sail because he felt guilty taking a precious spot from another parent and, again, wanted to make sure he had time with the rest of the family. Every Academy, every sail, every Renfair weekend but one per year, he's working on fixing up the old family trailer. Every. Weekend. It sucks, but I thought I had it dealt with.

My little brother, though, is going to Philmont. With his new job, my dad now has the vacation time to accompany him, and is training very hard to do so. Said brother is being an ungrateful git, and complains that he doesn't want to go. Dad comes home tonight, happily announcing "Guess what? Your brother and I are going on a long sail next summer." Brother was again ungrateful, and I felt some old irritation/something else? returning.

I asked if he would join me on fixing a beautiful Coronado boat that I've been named skipper of. Can't. He's working on the trailer that weekend. Asked if he'd go on my ship's very laidback version of a longsail this summer. Can't. Between Philmont and July 4th, he has absolutely no more vacation time.

He's very proud of me for my convention ambitions, my steady job, my balancing of a heavy school-load, and my rankings in Sea Scouts. But I've done most of this stuff by myself. I understand where he's coming from and why he couldn't do this stuff with me. But I think I'm allowed a small amount of pettiness in this case. Can anyone back me up?



In other news, still trying to finalize convention stuff. Don't have enough money to reserve my kamikazecon booth right now, and it all falls apart if I can't find one person to assist with the Anime Matsuri booth. Right now, I have four maybes, three of which are for that convention. How hard is spontaneous combustion to pull off?

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22586813/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22586813/ Wed, 14 Jan 2009 21:06:26 PST
So, despite the fact that I planned to finish Brilliant or Thrush this year, I'm now working on Talon again. Which means updating maps, forming extensive backstory, and writing languages. Not just a shabby list of words to be referenced. A 167 page, font size 11, English to Elvish translation guide. I'm almost done with the a's.

This also means that I'm beginning to understand why the Lord of the Rings and the Silmarillion took Tolkein a lifetime, with the former taking twelve years in and of itself.

Still, I have a life outside of fantasy worlds. I started working on convention stuff for Ikkicon (still horribly behind). I also have to make a shrug and a glove for somebody.

And, most exciting, Aggiecon in March is a scifi/fantasy/anime convention. Which means I can take a crack at making socks to resemble hobbit feet...

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22404703/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22404703/ Sun, 04 Jan 2009 22:23:04 PST
Gotta pay for classes/have college talks with dad.

Gotta finish a commission for a co-worker.

Gotta put together b-day gifts.

Gotta sign up for ikkicon, then find someone willing to put me up, not to mention finding directions cause it looks like I'll be doing this one alone.

Gotta make merchandise FOR said convention.

Possibly gotta get tax form for convention.

Gotta pay insurance.

Gotta get replies from my Sea Scout ship concerning uniforms (I am NOT paying for this out-of-pocket and with no reimbursement, nor am I MAKING these uniforms myself. Nuh-uh. Not happening)

Gotta sign up for Sea Scout Academy.

Gotta return HOOK to its owner tomorrow.

Gotta get to work on writing and submitting stories if I want to make ANY money.

Gotta survive all of this.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22363811/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22363811/ Fri, 02 Jan 2009 21:58:06 PST
Watched Taare Zameen Par: Every Child is Special today. It's one of those excellent Bollywood movies I so adore. It's also a story that gets depressing, more depressing, 'Let's just turn it off' depressing before it gets all peppy and happy again, starting with a lovely song called Bum Bum Bole. Real feel-good movie about dealing with dyslexia, and the aftermath of a child who has been treated poorly because he was misunderstood. And a teacher coming to the rescue, as usual.

I've also been irritable lately, largely due to the fact that I'm feeling forgotten, lonely, bitter, etc... Not meaning I want to talk about it or I'm suffering. I'm just pouting.

This is NOT a bad thing. I find that, in irritability, I'm more bold with my art, thus creating better art.

Wish I could say the same for my writing. I started writing Sprighet and stopped because it was flowing awkwardly. Still, anticipate more writing.

I hereby announce that I plan to finish Brilliant (a paranormal romance involving a skinwalker who is somewhat lacking in the common sense department, and an Indian girl removed from her culture who can be a bit of a... well, I expect you can figure it out.)

I plan to write a sort of summary of Talon (my epic). I'd basically write the whole story with minimal detail in classic, even Silmarillion-esque style, thus organizing everything in my mind and making it possible for everyone else to read and understand what I'm talking about without breaking my personal hiatus rule.

First order of business for that one: Is "Eltar" too similar sounding to "Elrond"? it's the name of the MC's father, who is a rather pacifistic healer who pretty much rules the only elvish city that can consider itself independent from the Elvish Kingdom.

And, finally, I plan to get a good go on Sprighet (a tale of love, art, and adventure in the land of the Fae), Ellie and Ingram (in which the main character is seriously mistaken in her understanding of the Land of Nightmares), and Thrush (a grand adventure from the eyes of Thorindelle, called Thrush, and her companions Ormi the Dwarf and Keagan the deaf, surly, doesn't-want-to-be-here ranger).

And for anyone who read all this way, a treat. Because the cast of Lord of the Rings are so awesome.
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]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22175788/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/22175788/ Wed, 24 Dec 2008 20:30:34 PST
I cleared $600 at this convention. Now, those profits might have been better if a certain convention had made registration easier, so the artists didn't spend all Friday wondering where their customers were... but I digress.

Met some utterly charming people, and I learned that my Christmas Elf costume was WAAAAY more popular than my cosplays. And that I pick really lame panels... Had to skip the only panel I really WANTED to see to work on a commission, and I feel awful (a girl I'd met was really excited to see a non-Dollfie owner taking an interest in Dollfies)

Next on my list: Ikkicon. I either need a place to stay while I'm there or a group to go with. Leaning toward the former now, as a friend offered me use of her dorm and a chance to hang out with her in Austin (best city ever).

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21968540/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21968540/ Sat, 13 Dec 2008 18:20:33 PST
One more fleece blanket.

5 more Meat Bun heads

2 more Zuko heads

3 Aang heads

3 more Panda heads

5 Bunny heads


5 bunny Finger puppets

10 panda finger puppets

10 Heartless finger puppets (maybe)

1 more Heartless plushie

2 more Al plushies

2 more Bunny plushies

2-4 more frog purses

3 more Panda hats

2 more Momiji hats

Unspecified number of Lolita chokers

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21898623/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21898623/ Tue, 09 Dec 2008 13:28:27 PST
Thus far, I have...

Plushies: 29
Beanie Hate: 3
Small, squishy ball/heads: 9
Finger puppets: 10
Gloves: 2
Purses: 7
Coin Purses: 14
Fleece blankets/pillows/scarves: God only knows how many...

To do:

One more fleece blanket.
A buttload more squishy heads
Finger puppets, particularly panda
Plushies, particularly heartless
Two more coin purses
A handful more frog purses

Then maybe I can breathe.

Ten days to go.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21836378/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21836378/ Fri, 05 Dec 2008 18:21:30 PST
Some time back, while chillaxing at A&M with Sommer and Eva, I randomly sketched a picture that would (with Eva's gentle coaxing) be a new story called Liebe Macht Blind (or Love Makes You Blind).

Basically, because Beauty and the Beast is one of the greatest fairy tales of all time, this is a modern re-telling of it, centered around the idea that the curse is hereditary. The main players are Anton (a German descendant of the French curse) and Dezzie (a fairly unromantic girl who is drawn to him).

Cute. Fluffy. Shojo.

Sending it off to Tokyopop and, hopefully, they'll take it into consideration.

Again, wish me luck.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21636932/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21636932/ Sun, 23 Nov 2008 18:49:58 PST
I have a problem with AUTHORITY.

I'm scared of it.

Generally, I talk less cowardly people into picking up/dropping off my mike when they go in because of the Big Scary Office.

Well, another actress has heard me use the term "Big Scary Office" on many occasions, and found it humorous one evening when I scurry in, all demure and shy-like, to drop off my mike, then scurry out. I thought she would get a giggle out of it and that would be it.

Well, Rennies have a tendency to put an "And then..." on everything. This story, to my amused embarrassment, had such an "And then...".

So I'm leading two girls to my car to pick up some pictures I have of them when Travis (one of the few AUTHORITIES I'm definitely not scared of) calls me over and directs me into the office. Three things go through my mind.

1) Oh, goody! They want to talk about my character designs for next year.
2) Oh, darn. They're gonna make me vote for Character of the year, Best New Character, and Best Returning character.
3) Oh, bollucks. Someone got offended by my character again. (with a back-thought of "Holy hell, what did I do!?!?!?")

I stare at Jeff (the highest of the office-dwellers). Jeff looks at me. I wait eagerly, anxiously, fearfully.

"So," he says. "This is the Big Scary Office?"

Er...

"What makes it scary?" he goes on. "Do I make it scary?"

Well, yeah. Kinda. Little bit. You control my ability to get out of the joust and, on a few occasions, have displayed a stone wall from which my attempts at humor bounce.

Stacy, another office-dweller, asks precisely why the office is big and scary.

"Well, er, uh, authority," I stammer. "And it being important and me being, er... not?"

"Come on," she says and takes my arm, steering me to a large, comfy chair I remembered cleaning way back on the work day back in rehearsal. "You sit in the BIG SCARY chair. The big, scary, COMFORTABLE, chair."

So I do. And I look around. Anxiously, awkwardly, still clinging to some belief that I was going to get some sort of a talking to, and that all this was just a humorous entry to a more serious conversation.

Jeff, catching on to my confusion, added.

"Just hang out in here with us."

Yeah. Okay. Hanging out in the BSO, nothing to say, while I still need to go get those pictures from my car.

Kindly, one of the office-dwellers (one who was a regular cast-member the previous year and, thus, not quite shining with the blinding AUTHORITY), starts talking to me about a bit I'd done with someone that day, and how she hoped we'd do it again. I relaxed a bit and, after a while, finally caught Jeff's attention.

"Um, actually," I explain. "I kinda have to go to my car..."

"You can go," he permits, wearily amused. And I go.

That was interesting to say the least.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21604774/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21604774/ Fri, 21 Nov 2008 21:04:58 PST
Had a LOT of adventures at fair this weekend. Just too lazy to type them in because, you see, this is not a "What I did this weekend" journal. This one's a rant.

I saw Twilight. But I'm not ranting about that. I actually rather enjoyed the movie... mostly. But I will remark that there was this one really loud girl who laughed in the theater. For the most part, the rest of us Twi-hards laughed with her, no matter how inappropriate. It was annoying when she called Charlie's name out at one point, but whatever.

So we exit the theater, my friend Sommer and I, chatting amiably about the movie, linked arm in arm (just to see how many people would do a double take) when this tween shows up. Now, I do not hide my opinions about tweens. For the most part, I hate them. I even hate myself at that age.

Well, this was one of those store-bought, market-produced, fad-followers with way too big a head on her shoulders. She comes up and asks Sommer if she was the girl who laughed so loud. Considering the fact that she and I had both laughed loud and often, she said yes.

This girl gets all snippety.

"Yeah, well, that wasn't very funny," she snaps in her "Ha! See? I got you!" little know-it-all tone that made me want to snap her neck.

Now, I am usually a patient person. But, considering the fact that I'd had a customer at JoAnn's (the sort who could only be summed up under the term Bitch) who'd made me cry with her rude, flippant comments, I was not amused. Considering the fact that this was a dear friend whom I hadn't seen in some time, I was displeased. Considering this was a pleasant night out with said friend before I had to prepare to work all weekend in the cold (no matter how fun it often is), I was not happy.

So I stepped in and started defending Sommer.

I didn't get very far in my defense before the tween was easily distracted, not by my logic or clear intent to inform her that she was out of bounds, but by the shiny purple-and-silver tika hanging down my hair onto my forehead.

"What's that thing on your head?" she asked.

Holy cow.

"It's a tika," I replied coldly.

"What's a tika?"

Holy smoking cow.

"It's something they wear in India," I answered.

"Oh. Are you Indian or something?"

Holy smoking cow on a spit with Christ adding spices to it.

There was a long pause. She stared at me, totally unreadable. I knew the age. Where you would believe anything for the span of about ten seconds before logic kicked in. Before my ten seconds were up (and LONG before the girl had the chance to realize what she sounded like), I answered;

"Yeah. I am. Well, I'm half Indian."

She gave me a bewildered look. Apparently, I was the stupid one for giving her that kind of answer. She couldn't have been stupid for asking in the first place. And, I mean, who's EVER heart of a multi-racial individual taking on the look of only one of his or her races? I bet that's NEVER happened before...

She walks off with her boyfriend.

"I don't believe she was Indian," she declared to him indignantly. As though this was some crucially clever bit of information.

Yeah. People are dumb. Almost makes me want to go into "The Bitch" from earlier this week, but I'm spent in my explanations of it. I've determined that People are dumb, and select Persons are smart. Unfortunately, it's the select Persons that are NOT smart who decide to approach you outside of the movie theater.


Oh, and I'm watching Heroes. Pretty good.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21378218/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21378218/ Fri, 07 Nov 2008 19:19:15 PST
If you don't watch Stargate Atlantis, or have not yet seen Prodigal, be forewarned. The following will be a big, fat gush about that episode.

The character of Michael, wraith-turned-human-turned-freaky-hybrid, was the biggest reason I became a SGA fan. I'd loved Trinneer as a hero on Enterprise. I found I loved him even more as a tragic figure turned more and more villainous with every appearance.

We've all seen Michael die. Well, third time's the charm and, this time, it was a truly worthy death of such an epic character.

First, the episode did not focus so fully on his villainisms that it neglected to insert the pure ethos that is the character of Michael.

Second, it didn't make him a wimpy ponce. The writers were good enough to finally, once and for all, point out that it was vengeance, not love or power or acceptance, that drove Michael.

And third, he easily had one of the coolest deaths in the history of Stargate, maybe even Scifi. When it boils down to a fist fight with fantastic aerial shots in one of the highest towers of an ancient city, the waves and lights flickering in the background, that's pretty awesome. When that fist fight is interrupted by the woman he is CLEARLY in love with (whose child he has been trying to steal and, ultimately, surrendered in favor of vengeance over love), that makes it better. When he is hanging for his life and cries out her name in desperation, despite all the pain he has caused her, it tugs on the heartstrings, because you know what's going to happen next.

Kick.

Michael hangs by one hand. One last terrified look.

A second kick.

And Michael, one of the most beloved and sympathetic villains of the Stargate franchise, falls to his death.

Don't get me wrong. I don't like it when great characters die. Especially not villains created BY the heroes, villains you watched as they sank from loveable victim to mad scientist. But his attitude problem and mounting power made him a character that had to die, sooner or later. I'm glad he finally got the epic death he deserved.

God rest, Michael, and thanks for the last three years. They've been fun.

May your afterlife be filled with... whatever it is you liked besides vengeance and Teyla. I'm sure there was something.

If you read this all the way to the end, then yes, I will confirm it. I am a nerd and proud of it.

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But for this weekend, got to wear my beloved tricorn (despite all historical inaccuracy) so woot! School days before it were a hit. We didn't have to stay in an area (not that joust maidens do that anyway), I was historically accurate(ish), got to teach highland welcome to a bunch of hyperactive little girls, and I got to walk around with my 'brother' Edward (he usually plays the German, Hansel, so it was fun to have him English for a day)... (sorry, girls, he's gay.)

The weekend was hot, the crowds fairly complacent (except for some eager little kids and a handful of annoying drunks)

We also have a few new bits.

Bit number one:

We pick random tunes and sing about the joust to them on top of our lungs, discordantly. People stare, at least.

Bit number two:

We pretend to be in a fight, and make patrons finger-joust one another for our honor. Haven't done it often enough to determine whether or not it works.

Bit number three:

We get people (mostly little girls) to play patty-cake clap games with us to the beat of our J-O-U-S-T cheer. Those patrons who do it have a blast. It's just getting them to do it that's the hard part.

Bit number four:

We form a little choir, sit on our hill (or in the French area) and just sing. Patrons seem to dig this, and while we were in the French area, patrons encouraged us to sing more. So, good bit. We just need to get more songs than Rose and Hoist the Colors, especially with Roman Bacchanal weekend coming up.

My family showed up, too, which pleased me immensely. I also brought money and actually ate fair food and bought a little ADORABLE souvenier. He's a little white stone Brachiosaurus from the Crystal Mining booth. I'm trying to think of something appropriately Biblical to name him.

And on the note of the Crystal Mining booth. Patrons! (though I know they won't read this). If you find a lighter has been left out on the counter, DON'T TOUCH IT! That is all for that.

All in all, a rather tame weekend. Our squires rock. Rio Blue (who plays the tippany (I think that's how it's spelled) also rocks (slightly more literally as he has drums). World's Best filmed us as the world's best renaissance festival... now if only I knew how to find that channel.

I also sent in my two character designs for next year and confirmed that, for once, my e-mail didn't suck and my boss received them. So, fingers crossed.

Now I'm off to school and work and to try and see if I have the time to squeeze in Nanowrimo this year. (I know I don't, but I've never not entered. Not since I heard of it.)

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21079819/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/21079819/ Mon, 20 Oct 2008 13:32:17 PDT
What DID happen this weekend involved getting a free chocolate-covered cheesecake on a stick, no more rehearsals (No more messing with the squire and stuff backstage, but so worth it!) And I finally got to see a pathshow. Mind you, path shows are better when you can actually see what's going on and are not behind a big crowd of people.

Unfortunately, there was no swing dancing, but we should have it next week. And someone I was really looking forward to hanging with was kind of like "Whatever..." And Sunday, the crowd was kind of dead. Particularly in the French section of the joust, where no one at all was responsive. Not cool. Please come to the joust, sit in the small sections, and cheer as loud as you can!

Got to hang with the elves for a bit, though. If you haven't met the elf group at TRF, do. They're absolutely adorable!

Didn't get to dance with a friend of mine, though, but we're determined to dance this upcoming weekend. Why? Because he's a jittery Italian fool and I'm the English Jesus-chick who's enamored by Italians and fairies. It'll be funny.

Now for the interesting bit.

I wore my hair down Sunday morning and my knight, forgetting that Jane Seymour is his neice, saw fit to remark upon it, then sniff it before kissing my hand. Yeah... awkward. Told everyone he was senile.

Later, Puck kissed me. I reacted much like I would if an Italian had done so. I froze.

"I think I broke her," he remarked.

Once I was out of costume and in safe possession of my check, more neat stuff happened. It seemed every time I hugged a friend of mine, she gave me a raspberry; on both sides of my jaw, my forehead, my chin, my neck, my collarbone, the upper-part of my chest. Why? Cause I'm usually the Jesus-chick.

Then, of course, a German had to lick the left side of my face. That was... different. And disgusting. Probably funny, but I was too busy going "Ew! Ew! Ew!" to notice.

Then there's the matter of my cheer. Some very right-wing people were deeply offended by my character on the first weekend and complained. I found this flattering; it meant they were paying attention, even if they didn't appreciate it. What I didn't like was the fact that it was the CHEER that got to them. Yes, my cheer is tongue-in-cheek about religion. Yes, I make you cross yourself when you say it. But that's not nearly as bad as when I grab random people off the street and make them pray, or when I have people see who can cross themselves faster. The cheer is an older cheer, one that I borrowed from the Spaniards. The other stuff is brand-spanking new. But some people just don't know what to be offended about. *shrug*

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/20732467/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/20732467/ Sun, 28 Sep 2008 21:07:28 PDT
New dress at renfair coming along swimmingly. I was iffy when I learned it would have bright blue and non-gorgeous sleeves. I do hereby take it back. The new bodice is stitched together, the skirt needs to be hemmed. I think all it needs it the embellishment and VIOLA! Dunno about the hat.

Sucking at fair. Still doing a lot of that, so if in my free time you hear me muttering "Two pence, four pence, six pence a POUND", that's for a reason. Same reason I practice the Nunsuch in my PJ's to the cd in my study. That's right. I'm dancing a dance. Thank God I'm friends with my partner and know he'll forgive me for any little screw-ups. Not that I WILL screw up or anything. I've been practicing.

Lost $20, and my brother didn't 'borrow' it so... yeah. Never seeing that again. Failed a math test. That sucked. A lot. Working my way out of a hole.

I'm in a new book. Eventually I will finish Paladin of Souls (by the BEST AUTHOR EVER, Lois McMaster Bujold) and Call of the Highland Moon (I figured I'd try a romance, but I couldn't go hardcore, so I managed to find one with a plot).

I'm borrowing Phoenix of the Opera from a friend. It's clearly self-published, and I think it was advised to me back when it was a fanfic. It's interesting. Sequel to The Phantom of the Opera, in which the Phantom doesn't die but does eventually fall in love with Meg. So far it's been strange. There are large sections, separate from the rest of the book, which are paragraphs of thought squished into one big run-on. I get why Montgomery does it, but I have to separate it into sentences here and there. Repetitive sentence structure, dodgy grammar at places, sometimes I need to reread to understand what's going on because she does a lot more telling than showing in places. POV and tense change a lot, though there's always a defined break between these changes. It either hasn't been edited or the editor needs to be shot because, quite frankly, I love the story. Sadie Montgomery has a real gift for character development. I've never had any trouble distinguishing who's narrating, even with the ever-changing POC and Tense. Even the random mind babble is clear in respects to the narrator, and none break character or suffer bashing. So far, I'm enjoying it immensely. Hear it'll get a little, er... smutty later, but hey, it's Phantom of the Opera. *sigh* If only it weren't movie-verse, particularly the verse of the recent movie. Oh well. A good story's a good story, and I look forward to where the book takes me.

Crochet Update (Just to sort it all in my head):

I have recently discovered that I can work at Oni-Con 2008, so I need to crochet a buttload of merchandise... and find people to work the booth with me so I'm not all alone and missing all the panels.

Christmas... Christmas... Christmas... And one of my brothers asked for socks, too. That'll be an adventure that'll hopefully open me up to all sorts of new gift-giving opportunities! (I'll probably make a lot of Dobby (God rest his elfish soul) style socks)

Clothes. I'm making clothes for my own self, from gloves to my Halloween costume to a sweater-thing I plan to wear soon.

Charity. I recently made (Or at least did my best to make) an assortment of doll clothes for a Christmas charity. I have recently been informed that a certain clinic which has to examine abused chilren wishes to give them parting gifts as a way to comfort them after the awkward, uncomfortable exams. Baby-doll blankets for the little girls, lap blankets for the boys and older girls. It's all year round, so I know I don't have to stress out too terribly much, as they're just stockpiling now. Still, it'll give me the chance to experiment with stitches I've always wanted to and, better yet, know that they won't just sit in my closet. Also, we're getting a great discount this Friday, so I'll probably make a lot of fleece stuff.

As for the writing... not much to report there. I have a reader encouraging me to update a fanfic that I've all but given up on (I don't read too many fanfics lately, so I don't write them much, either) I want to focus on my originals. Particularly the fairy tale-esque ones: Brilliant (skinwalker romance), Sprighet (goblins and artists and fae, oh my!), Ellie and Ingram (Yeah. The Not-Romance-Cause-The-Bad-Guy-Is-Really-The-Shining-Prince-And-The-MC-Screwed-Up-The-First-Time-Around-And-Now-Has-To-Fix-It-Before-Everyone-Dies), and Liebe Macht Blind (Beauty and the Beast that didn't end with Beast becoming human).

Well, that's all I have for now... Thank God so many of my friends are writers. I'm so... ]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/20681785/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/20681785/ Fri, 26 Sep 2008 06:49:53 PDT
I have two guys interested in me. A and B. I'm attracted to both, but moreso to A. A seems a lot more casual, though, and sometimes I don't know if he wants to ask me out or what. B is friendly, outgoing, older, but I just feel as though I'm not ready for that kind of a relationship with him. He, however, has actually asked me out (and the plans fell through). A is easy to be around. We can talk really easily. B, I get shy and awkward, probably because of the older part. I'm trying to play this very gently, being friendly to both, alienating neither, but pretty soon I'll have to make a choice. *slams head against something*

Oh, and with luck, I'll be selling stuff at Oni-con this year. Huzzah!

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Also, I was introduced to Tokio Hotel. I've never been so into a band that I learned all their names. Now I know them, and even have a new nickname based on them. Viva la Germany!

Btw, Happy Birthday Bilbo, Frodo, and the season of Autumn. *hands e-cupcakes to each*

On another note...

HOLY HELL AND CINNAMUFFINS I ACTUALLY FOUND A PAYING MAGAZINE THAT PREFERS E-SUBMISSIONS AND IS CONSIDERING ONE OF MY POEMS FOR PUBLICATION!!!

*faints*

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My short stories are pretty dark, in comparison. Actually... I only have 2 which aren't seriously dark.

A recent one, which was a twisted version of Little Red Riding Hood, was what I thought to be my worst story ever. Well, the general consensus from its readers was "Creepy. Really creepy. But good."

Now, my dad will only read one of my stories per week, and I feel like I wasted this week by giving him one of my stories which even I'm not fond of. It's meant to suggest that humans cannot live as 'one' with nature; that we need to change our environment to survive. It features a Fae caring for a human child and forcing him to live as a fae and, in her ignorance, the child dies. Yeah. Not a happy story, but it had only been read once, and that remark was "I really liked it." (which, frankly, surprised me).

Dad read it and not only disliked it, but asked why he would want to read a story about a boy who is slowly tortured to death. Now, I take no offense to him not liking it. That's a bit of a relief, considering the content. But the comparison of the fae's neglect to torture seriously makes me sit back and rethink my writing. I guess I'm darker than I thought, and I'm not sure I like this. I generally use children as symbols of innocence in my stories. Don't think I'll do that anymore.

I'm also going to try to find some magazines to publish with. Might find one to publish The Fae's Child so I can say "Oh, it's been published, I'm done, I never have to look at it again".

Still, waste of a week to have him read my worst story, in retrospect.

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About a year ago, I developed what I can only believe to be mild agoraphobia. Crowds, arguments, chaos, or even loud noise freak me out. It got so severe once that I had to leave my English class. Well, it hit again today.

After an awesome Anthropology class that got me really pumped, I go into English (my favorite) and we get into the discussion of prejudice. Well, this is a topic that irks most people, so it got pretty loud. Of course, everyone agreed (until about the last 5 minutes) but the volume just rose and rose and rose. I started to get a little shaky and nervous, and I thought that it was just because I was remembering a particularly bitter time when I, too, had been singled out. Then I realized that, while the memory always bummed me out, it never made me quite this nervous. I had to accept that the agoraphobia (or whatever it is) was still just as hard to deal with as it had been last year.

My dad thinks it's a combination of stress and the fact that I'm so sick of listening to arguments at home. Well, whatever it is, I'm beginning to grow frustrated because I feel that it might be holding me back. It could be the thing keeping me from being truly outgoing and free-spirited. Like, I have plenty of fire and earth, but this is a dam blocking the water and air. That's the best way I can describe it. At this point in time, I see two ways to deal.

A) Slip into my character. As Janie Seymour, I work with crowds and noise, so I'm not Chelsea. Janie can deal with the chaos just fine. Problem is, I don't necessarily want to publically immerse myself in the character on a regular basis in a very Chelsea setting, particularly because this might create a dependence on the acting and cause me to try to control my emotions entirely. I've been trying to do just the opposite of that lately, and I'm happier for it, so this plan seems a bit like a bust.

B) Immerse myself. I might start going purposefully to busy places, stand in crowds with no friends to hold my hands, angle toward fights and deal with them. Either this will cure me, or make it worse by aggravating my teensy little passive aggressive streak and making me even more misanthropic and stressed.

I don't see any other alternatives. Maybe I'll never be rid of this phobia. Who knows.

On another note, the thing that made me excited in Anthropology is the idea of the 'hobbits'. I can't wait till they find out whether those skeletons are a rare evolution of Homo-erectus or a different subspecies altogether. I know I have a theory that's pretty out there, but whatever. It's quite exciting.

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All in all, a pretty good day. As exhausting and time consuming as it is, gotta say, I missed the energy off fair.

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Dog peed on my carpet.
Got to listen to Artemis Fowl.
Scratched and dented pool guy's car.
Pool guy, son, and neighbor were super nice.
Have not yet gotten renfair check.
Have lost school schedule and orientation info.
Got to hang with friend and watch a decent anime.
Took more pictures.
Got crochet books in the library.
No good books in the Library bookshop.
Got a hella awesome piece of art.
Got sweet new coworker.
Got to go through patterns.
Got a freaking sweet paycheck.
Have sore, smelly feet.

I'm hoping for things to work themselves out. I remember being a child and dreaming of adventure. Somehow, I tend to have more adventures than many (but less than some. You know who you are.)

A note on the awesome picture I received. My friend Allil-Cherry, who has the most wonderful stories (I plan to record her telling them in detail someday) also has the absolute most wonderful characters. Those who know me know that, when I see or hear of a cute character I 'want to put him/her on my dresser and poke him/her to make him/her say something cute". Well, Cherry had so many cute charries, I decided I needed a kereo cabinet. So, she had a friend draw said kereo cabinet of charries in an art trade, which she then traded to me for the penguin purse you've all seen. Leave it to me to receive something so utterly squee-able and leave it in the break room. S'okay. I'll retrieve it.

Also, upcoming projects.

I'm going to make more shrugs like the one you've seen. The new ones will be Twoface, Joker, Poison Ivy, Penguin, Mr. Freeze, and The Green Lantern. Any ideas that could actually be transferred to that medium would be appreciated.

Also, I'll be making new plushies. Frogs (WAY different from the purse), hippos, and heartlesses for sure. Maybe some elephants and pigs and such.

Anticipate backpack and pillow versions of the Al plushies and Meat Buns and the like.

Gloves. Look out for them.

And, what's that on the horizon? Is it a doily? Is it a lace? NO! It's ATTACK OF THE GRANNY SQUARES!!!

Might also start posting some sketch/captions from my various trips this summer. Basically sketchdump meets diary.

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Tokyopop finally sent me my check for $100. I feel all special now.

Am trying to prepare a synopsis and early script for a graphic novel to send to Dark Horse *fingers crossed* so, if anyone feels charitable enough to read/edit for me, I'd be much obliged.

On another note, saw The Dark Knight and Wall-E. As it is too late for me to go into super review mode, I will simply say that both were fantastic.

]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/19427558/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/19427558/ Wed, 16 Jul 2008 12:15:16 PDT
1) Ian Reade
2) Sprighet
3) Lizabelle
4) Adam
5) Shadow


Questions:

1) How would you describe yourself?

Ian: Smarter than pretty much everyone... and maybe a bit gruff, but I think I can be excused.
Sprighet: Artistic. Errand boy. I don't really want to go into this unless I have to.
Lizabelle: Kinda perky but I don't see the point of being gloomy about gloomy things.
Adam: *glances up from Midsummer Night's Dream* Ill-tempered when people insist on interrupting me.
Shadow: Why don't you come over here and find out? *pulls out flower* I don't bite.

2) How would you describe your creator?

Ian: Psycho-sadistic bitch.
Sprighet: ...Interesting. Good with happy endings.
Lizabelle: Dunno, we haven't gotten to know each other very well, and I don't want to judge.
Adam: It's a love/hate thing between us, so I advise asking me again when she's nice to me.
Shadow: *shrug* She's okay. Little frigid, though.

3) Would you steal your creator's date?

Ian: Sure, and the fact that I'm married stands for what these days?
Sprighet: Even if I swung that way, it would just seem like pedophilia to someone as old as me.
Lizabelle: Not so long as she leaves me and my blind boyfriend in peace. That's a hint there, Quill. Leave us alone.
Adam: ...No...
Shadow: What? She can come too.

4) Are you gay?

Ian: Contrary to popular belief, I am not.
Sprighet: Not really, no.
Lizabelle: I believe the term would be 'lesbian', and last time I checked I wasn't.
Adam: Oh my God, can you ask me any questions that AREN'T extremely personal?
Shadow: A little bit, but I'm not picky.

5) Are you modeled after anyone real-life?

Ian: I don't think so. If I was, she wouldn't have the heart to torture me.
Sprighet: I think she modeled me after someone she'd like to meet.
Lizabelle: Well, a lot of her friends ARE a teensy bit exciteable...
Adam: Who knows. I know that my girlfriend and my cousin's girlfriend are, though.
Shadow: She imagined I would be someone fun to have in Italy with her.

6) If a tree falls down and there's no one around to hear it, would it still make a sound?

Ian: The laws of physics say yes.
Sprighet: Only if it wanted to.
Lizabelle: I guess. You know there's no right answer to this question, right?
Adam: Why not.
Shadow: Let's ask why the tree fell in the first place.

7) Would you act in a soap opera?

Ian: Don't repeat that question.
Sprighet: Only if it was the last remaining art form on Earth. Or Fae for that matter.
Lizabelle: Sure.
Adam: *snorts* Yeah. Me. Act. You've got to be kidding me.
Shadow: Depends on the part.

8) Which among your creator's friends list would you want to hang out with?

Ian: Not really a wide selection as she only has THREE friends!
Sprighet: Alille_Cherry. She looks neat.
Lizabelle: Hm... Ladydinosaur looks kinda fun.
Adam: Um... I don't feel comfortable choosing between people I've never met.
Shadow: The one with the Kitty name. She just sounds like fun.

9) What would be your own trademark quote?

Ian: Do as I say or you won't remember not doing it.
Sprighet: All right. I don't agree and I think it's a big mistake, but fine.
Lizabelle: Cheer up.
Adam: The past is not dead.
Shadow: I'm going to have fun. Whether or not you join me is up to you.

10) What was your creator's treatment towards you? And how do you feel about it?

Ian: Go read my description of her.
Sprighet: I don't mind it overly much. It's made me the way I am.
Lizabelle: Dunno. Like I said, she hasn't worked on me much.
Adam: It's fine I guess. But I would prefer if she could just give me a light scene every now and then. I mean, I'm supposed to be in a romance... or at least a semi-romance.
Shadow: It was all great fun until she had to use me to advance the plot. Then I start getting serious like every other bloody character. That was a real drag for a while.

Bonus Questions: How would you take revenge on your creator, in regards of #10?

Ian: Do you have any idea what a psychic with a grudge can do?
Sprighet: Nothing too bad. Maybe make her clean up the cobwebs in the attic or something.
Lizabelle: Nothing! No revenge! It's all good as long as she leaves us in peace. *sweats*
Adam: I'll stand HER in front of the skinwalker council and try and make diplomatic. I swear, it's harder than it looks.
Shadow: Coughing up blood because your body doesn't know how much to produce. Doubt she's ever felt that before.

Are you a virgin?

Ian: Oh, God! You're as bad as Jule...... ]]> ~Tip-of-the-Quill http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/19399522/ http://Tip-of-the-Quill.deviantart.com/journal/19399522/ Mon, 14 Jul 2008 21:43:31 PDT
Kay, done.

On another note, fair season is about to begin and, I've got to say, I'm stoked. It's going to be awesome not being a newbie, not to mention returning as a character I'm actually familiar with. Plus, my big brother of last year has been replaced by a little brother. This will be quite fun. Wonder if I'll still get pimped out, though...

Also, I randomly get requests to join a biker gang through a sea scout account of mine. Don't quite know what to make of this yet.

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