a hand closes our eyes.

[damkianna]

Long week is being very long. :P On the upside, Chapter Three was grinding along at a snail's pace until yesterday, when I had some kind of mental breakthrough and wrote like three thousand words. \o/

Sunday, I was in Montpelier, stiltwalking in a march over the health care legislation we're trying to pass. It was pretty awesome, but my thighs were killing me on Monday and Tuesday. Clearly I need to stiltwalk more often. Also, we brought my lovely new camera, so I took quite a few pictures.









And a record was set: only one person asked me how the weather was up there! \o/ (I try to answer with good humor, but I am inevitably thinking, "Yeah, ha ha. I'm three feet taller than you; it's exactly the same, dammit.")

My mother, idriya, and I went to see the new Jane Eyre - my mother absolutely adores the book and pretty much all variations on it, and idriya hates it. A lot. I don't hate it with quite the same fervor, but idriya and I are equal in our inability to see the appeal of Mr. Rochester. :/ (As a character in general, I mean; the actor was perfectly good.) But I did like Mia Wasikowska, and I do think the flashback format worked nicely. Seeing Esca be a stodgy missionary was pretty darn weird, though. o.O