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Sunday, November 30, 2003


This is eerily accurate...

you are lightskyblue

Your dominant hues are cyan and blue. You like people and enjoy making friends. You're conservative and like to make sure things make sense before you step into them, especially in relationships. You are curious but respected for your opinions by people who you sometimes wouldn't even suspect.

Your saturation level is lower than average - You don't stress out over things and don't understand people who do. Finishing projects may sometimes be a challenge, but you schedule time as you see fit and the important things all happen in the end, even if not everyone sees your grand master plan.

Your outlook on life is brighter than most people's. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You're not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up.

the spacefem.com html color quiz

(thanks to Krista for the quiz)

( 11:44 PM ) Sarah Jane ~

Saturday, November 29, 2003

Conversations with Tami

Back in September, I took Tami to see the Lion King. I'd been before, having won tickets in a contest in the Globe and Mail. We were talking about it as we took our seats.

"So, aren't you about due to win something else?" Tami asked.

"Actually," I said, not paying much attention as I tried to get my coat comfortably across the back of my seat, "I need to go pick up the David Bowie tickets I won."

I glanced up to find Tami giving me A Look. "Sarah, I was kidding."

( 11:23 PM ) Sarah Jane ~



Okay, as many people know, I have this tendency to win stuff. Never anything big, like the lottery, that will significantly improve my life. Just little things, like DVDs or tickets to things. Especially since I started listening to the MIX at work -- I have a multi-line phone, which makes it MUCH easier to redial when you hit the busy signal.

Well, the MIX concert weekend this weekend is the King for a Day contest -- you call in to win passes to the December 8 preview screening of Return of the King, and are entered into a draw for tickets to the final performance of the Lion King and a trip to Graceland. I really wanted to win this one.

The concert weekends run Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and since I only listen at work, Friday tends to be my only chance to try for tickets (that's how I won Great Big Sea tickets back in July). Well, I actually had the phone ringing on Friday, but I was so into the "busy-newline-redial" groove that I disconnected before my brain could recognize that I'd actually gotten through. I was something pissed, let me tell you.

So this weekend I ended up having to bring home a stack of work to finish for Monday. Many dry, boring stats. So I decided to open up the internet and listen to the MIX online while I worked.

The cue to call came up. I thought what the hell, and dialed. On my land line and my cell.

"Hmm." I thought. "Cell is ringing."

"Hi!" came a really enthusiastic voice on the cell. "Who's this?"

"Sarah," I said.

"Sarah, how old are you?"

"Twenty-five," I said. I tend to sound twelve, especially when I'm hyper.

"Well Sarah, guess what! You're caller number nine!"

Yup. I won.

Much screaming later, and my cell threatening to cut out on me making things REALLY dodgy, I have tickets to Return of the King and I'm entered into the draw.

Didn't win the lottery tonight, and still have a whack of work to plough through, but I'm somehow not caring so much anymore. :o)

( 11:20 PM ) Sarah Jane ~

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

Sarah Danger and the Mall of Doom

Today, I embarked on the terrifying task of returning the boots that didn't fit (thereby turning the backs of my heels into hamburger) and exchanging them for a size that did. Ha!

First off, I had to make it past Panache again. See, on the way to the shoe place in the Eaton Centre, there's this store called Panache, or something trendy and obnoxious like that. It sells sparkly things. Many shiny sparkly things. Dangerous to me at the best of times, but I just got through designing a hair ornament for the Kesh stuff and am somewhat fixated by hair sparkly things at the moment. Well, when I went to get the shoes that didn't fit, they had this hair clip like sprigs of sparkly blue flowers on a bed of green leaves. It took all my willpower (and a reminder that my bank account stood at a negative balance and Christmas is coming) to get me out of that store without said clip.

But I'm strong. I resisted the blue clip already. I held my head high as I strode right past Panache. "Ha," I said. "Take that pretty sparkly blue clip! I'm too strong to succumb to you sparkly blue wiles-- OOOOOH! They've got a white one now!!!!!!" And I ended up inside the store again, drooling over the new white sparkly flowers on a bed of green leaves.

But I did manage to pull myself out eventually without the sparkly clip and do what I came to do -- exchange my shoes.

Well, there was a problem. I'd worn the shoes to the streetcar, at which point they'd already shredded my feet. The soles were dirty. He said he couldn't exchange them because they were showing wear.

I just about burst into tears. I'm scraping by, and I can't afford to waste $100 on a pair of ornamental shoes. But I must have amused the staff sufficiently with my animated dissertation on my blue tribble scarf, because he said he'd make an exception for me (they were still in otherwise perfect condition) and exchange them.

I thanked him profusely, picking up my bag and grinning like an idiot. Triumphant, I turned (rather too enthusiastically) to leave...

...straight into a standing display of shoes.

Footwear everywhere.

Fortunately, my tribble talk amused them sufficiently that they just laughed and let me go. I whizzed out, carefully averting my eyes from Panache and its sparkly wiles, and made it back to the streetcar without further mishap.

This is why my life is an adventure.

( 6:41 PM ) Sarah Jane ~



More goodies on the Invader Zim DVDs. Sweet.

( 12:47 PM ) Sarah Jane ~


Perusing the Paper

Ahh, I love it when critics get snarky. There were some good ones in the paper this morning.

On Timeline (one star): "The plot twists broadcast themselves and characters are killed off without evoking a twitch of sympathy, while the film's laughable grasp of history and technology makes you wish that a few dinosaurs would burst from the hedgerows to really make things interesting."

On Haunted Mansion (three stars): "Well, isn't this the damndest thing: The Haunted Mansion does not suck."

And then, just an example of all-round idiocy that has nothing to do with movies, "Los Angeles officials have asked that manufacturers, suppliers, and contractors stop using the terms "master" and "slave" on computer equipment, saying such terms are unacceptable and offensive."

Somebody needs a good, swift kick in the pants.

( 11:14 AM ) Sarah Jane ~

Tuesday, November 25, 2003


Sorry for the long absence between posts -- life gets more and more hectic and I'm running to catch up. But first, the big, big news...


Me and Zip

I am so frelling happy. Okay, it's only a part-time, one shift a week gig for now, but I'm through the door, dammit. I'm a ROM employee. I've been fighting for two and a half years to get here, and damn, it feels good.

Even better -- I still get to keep my job at Bakka! Chris is just going to shuffle me to Tuesdays!

"Voice of the Wind" is off to Black Gate, "To Cross the Darkening Sea" is off to Realms, and I have three more stories on the go. I contacted a phenomenal artist who's interested in doing the Kesh stuff (I'll post a link to her artwork as soon as she makes a decision). And there's more that I can't remember right now.

I'm bushed. But really happy. I have two jobs I love to offset the one I can barely tolerate, and can now cut down the tolerant job hours to a point I can stand. The writing is going well. My boyfriend is awesome. I'm a happy, happy girl.

But right now, I'm off for a nap.

Naptime for the Wacket

( 11:47 PM ) Sarah Jane ~

Wednesday, November 19, 2003


Gah, things are moving.

I didn't get into Julie's anthology, though I'm friends with a lot of the very talented people who did (I think this may call for a celebration involving Oishii Kada and Inuyasha, don't you think, Karina?). And I'm firmly kicking that little green envy troll back under the carpet. I'm really extremely happy for them. I know exactly why I didn't get in, and it's a very good reason that doesn't have to do with my story, so much as the ones that were already in the anthology. It was honestly the best rejection I've ever gotten. I wish all of them were that ego-boosting.

And I can't get that disappointed about this anthology, because I've kinda sorta sold something on-spec for something else. Which I'm not talking about until the story's actually been written and sold. Believe me, when it has, you'll hear about it.

I've got a job interview at the ROM this afternoon. My stomach is in knots. But even if I don't get it this time, this is my second interview at the ROM, and they're starting to recognize my name. Which Sharilynn assures me is a very good thing. I've realized that if I get this ROM job (it's part time) and am somehow able to continue at Bakka as well, I'd actually wake up in the mornings looking forward to going to work. Which is so novel a concept, it boggles the mind.

Things are finally starting to go right.

And to cap off, Shannon sent me one of these forwards, which I really liked. The questions are more interesting than most of the other ones I get. I thought I'd share it here. I added the question on the end, though. It's my favourite of any I've ever gotten on these questionnaire thingies.

What book are you reading now?
"Jenna Starborn" - by Sharon Shinn, an SF retelling of "Jane Eyre". It's the... third or fourth time I've read it, I can't remember. I love Sharon Shinn.

What's on your mouse pad?
The cover art for "Mirror, Mirror", one of my short stories that I sent out for Christmas two years ago. It's currently at Weird Tales, since they said they'd buy it if I rewrote it, and then never got back to me when I sent them the rewrites. I suspect it's behind one of their filing cabinets somewhere. Tami is responsible for the mouse pad part.

Favourite board game?
Family Feud (the Nick version). Or Pictionary.

Favourite magazines?
I haven't really read magazines since my subscription to Seventeen ran out back in grade 8. I guess now it's Locus or any in which my friends have stories. Or that one you get free at the movies.

Favourite smells?
Spring rain (and that muddy smell afterward that tells you "it's spring, dammit"). This aromatherapy hair conditioner I used to have that they've since stopped making. Pink grapefruit bath stuff. Chai.

Favourite sounds?
Big swelling orchestral bits in music (the best example of this is the opening of Kiseki Noumi, the Lodoss War theme). Wind chimes (the really tinkly ones always make me think "ooh, fairies!"). Whale song.

Worst feeling in the world?
Having friends mad at you.

What is the first thing you think when you wake up?
"Bite me, Wallace." (I have a Wallace & Gromit talking alarm clock. Every morning I wake up to "Morning, Gromit! Time for walkies!").

How many rings before you answer the phone?
Two if it's just me, five if Megan's home (the phone is rarely for me).

Future daughter's name?
Changes depending on mood. I still like Findabhair ("finn-a-veer", Finn for short). Possibly because I have the world's most boring name (seriously, one year I got TWO "Sarah Jane" country calendars for my birthday, and don't get me started on the whole Bravestar thing) and I plan on living vicariously through my children. Well, daughter, anyway.

Favourite foods?
Japanese, thai, tartines, cheeseburgers.

Do you like to drive fast?
I'd like to get my license, but somehow I don't see that in the immediate future.

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
Yup. Nanny. A pink bear with bunny slippers that Mum got me the year I was seriously ill during the Yellow Brick House Christmas party, and was really upset at having to miss it.

Do you like storms?
I've started liking them more since I can open my back door and watch lightning strike the CN Tower. It's extremely cool (see the photo near the bottom of the page).

What type was your first car?
See the driving question.

Favourite non-alcoholic drink?
Chai latte. Or SOBE green tea.

Alcoholic drink?
Mike's or mudslide, which I drink maybe once a year. Though daiquiri from the blender can be fun...

What is your Zodiac sign?
Sagittarius. Actually, I had a woman come up to me out of the blue when I was facilitating at the ROM and ask me this, insisting that the vibe she was getting from me told her I was Capricorn. When I told her the date, she gave me this satisfied sigh and told me that I could be either, so she was actually right. ::shrug::

Do you eat the stems of broccoli?

If you could have any job you wanted, what would it be?
In real life, working at the ROM while I write. In Sarah-land, either a dolphin behavioural researcher or a muppeteer. While I write.

If you could dye your hair any colour and have it look good?
Pretty much the same colour I dye it whenever I get bored. My own colour with the colour knob turned up.

Ever been in love?

Is the glass half-empty or half-full?
It's usually entirely empty, because I've accidentally knocked it over.

Favourite movies?
Depends on mood. Inuyasha: Castle Beyond the Looking Glass, 10th Kingdom, Labyrinth, Dark Crystal, Lord of the Rings, Pride and Prejudice. It's all good. :o)

Are you a lefty or a righty?

If money were no object, what would you buy?
Jenny's meds, complete DVD collections of my favourite anime, all the Lord of the Rings jewelry, a big house up in Rosedale where I can live with whichever of my friends want to move to the city. Though, if I had THAT much money, I could probably just buy up all the houses on the block...

Do you type with your fingers on the right keys?
Yes, but on a DVORAK keyboard layout, so when I type "kitty", the letters I'm actually hitting are "vgkkt". I guess I could buy a keyboard with the letters in the right place, but why bother when I touch type?

What's under your bed?
Pyewacket. There's only about an inch of clearance (it's a futon), but she manages anyway.

What is your favourite colour?

What is your favourite number?
I don't really have one. Though I notice 42 cropping up a lot in my writing...

What are you afraid of?
Bees, though not so much since starting work at the ROM (we have a beehive. It's dangerous to watch it too long. Bees are oddly hypnotic).

Favourite sport to watch?
Figure skating. What??? It's a sport!

Say one nice thing about the person who sent this to you.
Every time I get together with her, I end up with sore stomach muscles the next day because we've been laughing so hard.

Favourite quote?
"Stupid rock, stupid, stupid, stupid rock!" Thanks, Shannon. ;o)
"Frell!" is also very handy.

If you could meet one person, living or dead, who would it be?
Jim Henson.

( 11:20 AM ) Sarah Jane ~

Sunday, November 16, 2003

Something Wicked This Way Comes

The new Harry Potter trailer is up. I really, really love Alan Rickman. :o)

So we've got LOTR in December, Peter Pan in January, Shrek 2 in May, and Harry Potter in June. This is going to be a good year for movies.

( 9:56 PM ) Sarah Jane ~


In a Restaurant Far, Far Away

After a very busy week, which included my first day at Bakka (I work at Bakka!!!), I get to unwind the weekend with a visit from Shannon. Which means a lot of giggling and 16 episodes of Inuyasha since 5 p.m. yesterday.

We ended up ordering Thai for dinner from Real Thailand, my favourite Thai place in Toronto, and couldn't help noticing how much the menu looks like a casting call for a Star Wars movie.

We're on to you, George.

Rebel fighter Yum Talay, with the help of childhood friend and X-wing pilot extraordinaire Panang Kai, must save the galaxy from the evil overlord Goong Haw. They are aided in their quest by the felinoid sage Pla Preeow Waan and her opinionated android bodyguard Khao Phak.

Will Yum save the day? Wing Panang find love with the feisty princess Pad Kana? Will the unscrupulous bounty hunter Nomai Sod foil our heroes' plans? And whatever happened to Woon Sen, the beautiful but dangerous rebel jedi?

Stay tuned...

( 10:31 AM ) Sarah Jane ~

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

Lest We Forget

My paternal grandparents met during the war. Grandpa was in the RCAF and my grandmother drove a bomb truck (and since everyone in the family was aware of how my grandmother drove, even before the Altzheimer's, we all marvel that we're here at all). My maternal grandfather was in the navy, and nearly lost his hearing when a torpedo went off as he was listening to sonar.

Thank you Granny and Grandpas. For everything.

(For stories from other Canadians, visit The Memory Project)

( 10:07 AM ) Sarah Jane ~


Au Revoir

I've suspected it was coming for a while, but Sheila has officially shut down Star Lines.

In a way, I owe the existence of this journal to Star Lines. I hadn't known what Blogger was until Sheila started her blog, and though I probably would have found out eventually, I don't think I would have been quite so involved with this blog without the example Sheila set of how much fun a blog can be.

I ended up using this blog as a way to keep in touch with the people I care about who have been scattered by time and circumstance. None of my friends (myself included) are that great at keeping on top of the whole phone/e-mail thing, but the blogs serve as a way to keep each other informed of the important stuff, and bring us a little closer (::nugde::). We're far apart geographically, but we're all part of a little virtual neighbourhood.

Which is why Sheila's news makes me a little sad (well, maybe more than a little). Over the past couple years, I've started using Sheila's blog the way I use my friends'. As a way of seeing what's going on, of sharing the joys and the sorrows, of making sure everything's okay. She's been a next-door-neighbour in my blogging community. And now I find myself feeling the way I did back in Grade 5 when Laurie Thomas moved away.

I'll miss you, Sheila. Good luck with everything. And if you're ever in the neighbourhood, you're always welcome at my place for tea. :o)

( 9:57 AM ) Sarah Jane ~

Monday, November 10, 2003


Hey, check it out! My name is on the cover of a book! Click the cover for the big version.


My NAME is on the COVER of a BOOK!!!

( 8:23 PM ) Sarah Jane ~


Deja Vu

So the weekend turned out to be insanely busy. Why is it that every time I swear that I've done "Somewhere That's Green" for the last time, I end up doing it again?

Friday, Nathaniel and I met after work and headed up to Keswick. We spent the night at Shannon's house along with Tami and Nick playing one of Nick's Infamous Games, rehearsing for Saturday, watching Buffy, and putting together pieces of pig puzzle (Shannon has since learned that, if you're going to buy a puzzle to assemble and present to someone as a birthday present, you should check first to make sure it's not a 750-piece "Impossibles" puzzle with no edges and 5 extra pieces).

Rehearsal was... well, rough is putting it mildly. Made worse by the fact that we were using Shannon's keyboard and Tami kept running out of keys. I did manage to escape the leopard dress, by virtue of the fact that I seriously doubt it fits anymore, but Shannon dragged me into her bedroom, raided her closet, and found a costume for me anyway. Black fishnets and miniskirt, red tank-top, heels and bouffant hair. I'll see if any of the pictures turned out. ;o)

Shannon and I spent far too long that night giggling when we should have been sleeping, and quoting pretty much every line from every MST3K movie we'd seen. Every time we'd start to settle down, Nathaniel would throw something in from the next room and set us off again. So by the time Saturday rolled around, we were pretty groggy.

Ah, Saturday. I have never been so scared of being on stage in my life. It's one thing when I've practiced and I know I can do it, but coming back to this song after being sick for a year and ruining my voice was, quite frankly, terrifying. But, apparently, I did okay. I honestly don't know -- I can't remember much. I got onstage, got blinded by the lights, and boom. Nothing. All I do remember is that at one point I was shaking so hard my legs almost gave out and I came this close to collapsing. But I made Tami's dad happy (he loves it when I sing that song), so it was all worthwhile.

I got sick on Sunday, so I don't remember much of that, either. But I had some strange dreams about ghosts last night, which were pretty cool.

I finished the new story for Julie's anthology, and for reasons I can't reveal (same reason as before), I'm not sure she'll be able to use it. But it was the story that my brain wanted to tell, so I'll submit it anyway, as soon as I have the chance to polish it a bit and try to cut a few of the thousand extra words.

And I'll post my surprise later tonight. :o)

( 11:17 AM ) Sarah Jane ~

Thursday, November 06, 2003


No time to blog tonight, I have to have a new 6,000 word story written by Thursday.

Here's a link to Anakin Skywalker's switch commercial instead.

( 11:01 PM ) Sarah Jane ~

Wednesday, November 05, 2003

Movin' Right Along...

Stuff is happening on the writing front. Nothing earth-shattering and nothing guaranteed, but the possibilities just went from narrow to wide, wide open. Meaning I've suddenly become incredibly busy...

To start with, Julie has an extra space in her latest fantasy anthology, and she's thrown it open to the newsgroup. "To Cross the Darkening Sea" fits square into the list of what she wants, except for the fact that it's about 250 words too long. So last night I yanked it out of the envelope addressed to Realms of Fantasy (really glad I was procrastinating on the mailing process now) and I'm looking it over. Submissions for the spot have to be in her mailbox by the 11th of November. So I have to get busy with those scissors. And I'm competing with Karina, for the spot, too. This is gonna be fun. :oD

The second opportunity is still unconfirmed, and may not happen at all. I can't talk about it yet, but I will let slip that there's a possibility that a certain griffin may make his published debut sometime in the near future, if I can find the right story for him.

But you didn't hear that from me...

Julie sent me a nice little present the other day, too, which I can't show you guys until at least the weekend (to make sure that it's gotten to all the recipients first), and since I'll be off in Keswick this weekend, I can't post it then either. But come back Monday evening to see something incredibly cool!

I start my seasonal-temp work at Bakka on November 14 -- starting out Fridays, and possibly expanding to Thursdays and Sundays closer to Christmas. I'm incredibly excited. Though the 30% employee discount may result in my never actually seeing any of my paycheque...

Not that it has anything to do with anything, but via Neil's blog I have now learned that cats with hands (or opposable thumbs, at least) do, in fact, exist.

As a side note: They're testing the fire alarm and it's making me incredibly edgy. This is what I'm hearing right now:






type type



( 12:15 PM ) Sarah Jane ~

Tuesday, November 04, 2003

God, I love Kesh...

[X] turned to stare at her, his eyes wide. "You really think that was my plan?" Unable to contain himself, he threw back his head and began to laugh.

"Well...yeah," Caro said, "up until the evil cackling part."

( 8:06 PM ) Sarah Jane ~

Saturday, November 01, 2003


Been working like mad on the website, Caro, Elysium, and the lot.

The second Kesh story is now up on my author site. The Amazing Tami is colouring the cover in photoshop, but it's taking a while since I went nuts with the detail on this one. So the story up now is a temp version, which will be replaced when I get the good cover. I'm leaving story number one up until that time. So please, if you know anyone who'd like the story, let them know or post a link on your blog so they can read the first installment before it comes down. :o)

(I'll be collecting the whole shebang into an ebook when Cycle 1 is finished, so you will get to read #1 again if you miss it.)

Also, if you're interested in illustrating (Erin? Cousin o' mine?), PLEASE let me know before I get to a cover that requires Ayasherin. ;o)

Variel Goes to the Bank now has a home on the site as well.

In RL news, I got a fabulous rejection from Black Gate -- handwritten and everything. Apparently To Cross the Darkening Sea almost made it, but didn't quite grab him enough. He wants something else. So I think I may pillage Kichani and make a Kayla and Variel short story for him. We'll see.

I know it's a great rejection, but these ones have me more frustrated than plain forms. It's almost worse to be so close and then denied. Not that I'd rather go back to the general forms, mind. But oh, does it ache to be this close and still not quite there. It's like I'm at the door now, but I can't find the right key. And kicking the door, while immensely satisfying, doesn't actually accomplish much outside of my imagination. :o)

( 10:08 PM ) Sarah Jane ~

Sarah Jane Elliott
The often frustrating progress of my life and writing...

(Once known as "The Mystic's Dream", now known as "Dream of the Dolphin", but inclined to change title depending on what's stuck in my head)

Okay, I liked "Confessions of a Post Graduate Pity Whore" a lot more than I thought I would. That line is still hilarious. But I've started writing again, so it's time to go back to before. :o)

Webshot of the Moment:

New hair




My Expansination Blog

If I Had $1,000,000

Forward Motion


Help Jennifer

Wild Butterfly Designs

Tales from the Wonder Zone



Skeletor and Gang

Shannon's Page

Online Insanity Test


Strong Bad's E-mail


Eversummer Eve



Nice Hair

Alien Dice

9th Elsewhere


Neil Gaiman's Blog

Elan's Journal

Tami's Blog


Writing Daze

Mimi Smartypants


Bryn's Blog

Brain Flotsam

A Girl Named JamiJo

Shadow Shapes

Modern Vampire


Dave Barry

Spontaneous Things

Byzantium's Shores

River's Blog

Words My Censor Missed

Making Light

The carunculated caracara

Paperback Writer

Experiments in Writing, Singing, & Blogging

Meg Cabot


Posts of note:

Hugged by Hobbits

Two Towers Exhibit

Trek 2001

Homosexuality & Stick World

Godkey Varland

I Am A Writer

I Love Jenny

Keys to Me

Creativity and Instability

SpecFic II

Books I like

Cast Iron Bitch

Accident Girl & Epiphany

ICFA 2001


The Mask

Ad Astra 2001

Inside Jory's Song

Sealach and Granthxx

Moments of Pleasure

Why I Write

The Stork Man

Thoughts on twenty-two

First day of posts

I Am Reading:

Guilty Pleasures

Recommended Reading:


War for the Oaks

Beholder's Eye


Summers at Castle Auburn

A Thousand Words for Stranger


Good Omens

Alien Taste


Ella Enchanted

Summon the Keeper

Blood Price



Memory of Fire


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