I love these types of dolls. And I’ve never really seen this broken down as clearly as this. So fascinating to watch.
Come Have Coffee With Rhys Ford And Lisa Horan! Final Plans!
Come Have Coffee With Rhys Ford And Lisa Horan! Final Plans!
Date and Time:
Saturday, November 18th at 4 PM
Where:
The Quirky Feather Confectionery, 890 E 116th St, Ste 125 , Carmel, Indiana, 46032
On the corner of 116th & Guilford Avenue
Where they say they are: As we are on the corner, parking is found behind our establishment. To enter, look for the shared atrium with Fanfare, we are the first door on the ground floor, between the elevator and Fanfare.
In Kentucky…and Headed to Indiana in a Few
Well it’s a bit nippy in Kentucky right now and I have an aux-cat named Dewey demanding I pay him tribute just as I begin to type out this blog. I’d take a picture but he’s sauntered back off.
A lot’s happened in the past few weeks, and yet nothing. I’ve been to GRL and moved about a lot and am trying to get Sin and Tonic finished. My workload expanded a bit and as I shuffle words around, I realize this is going to be a huge fricking book.
Mary Calmes has a cafepress store now so if she’s your cup of tea*, stop on by and have a look: http://www.cafepress.com/marycalmes
* She’s my cup of tea but then I adore her. 😀
And the cat is back.
My brain’s stuck in San Francisco and the Morgans at the moment so blogging something out is kind of hard but I wanted to touch base with all of you and see what’s going on.
TA Moore got her 415 Ink shirt and promptly sent me a picture from Belfast. She’s got a Christmas thing coming up and once I get that blog schedule and links from her, I’ll share it. She’s working with CS Poe on a round-robin tour so I’ll grab Poe’s release links as well. So much stuff going on.
I’m hoping 415 Ink: Rebel will be available for pre-order soon and everyone is getting ready for Thanksgiving if you’re on this side of the rock. We had a trial run yesterday and I am still over-full. That’s probably why the cat’s here. He wants something to nom on. All I have is coffee.
So… I have Kai on the Horizon…
And I saw this and said… Oh man I’d love to use these in a book.
GRL Winners! I’ve Sent Emails!
Well I had dinner with our lovely model on the left last night, we had Korean BBQ, she attempted to eat a Cloud Cheesecake…did her best but it defeated her, I got a bit sick (milk is not my friend. my body rejects even ice cream), came home and pulled the winners of the GRL 415 Ink T-Shirt Giveaway.
I was supposed to draw three.
I drew TEN names.
There were a lot of entries and I am very grateful for everyone who came by and entered.
So… I have sent pertinent emails and tagged a few people whose emails I could not read.
Thank you guys. Seriously. I am so very grateful for your support and… thank you for bringing me into your lives.
xoxo
ATTENTION ANYONE IN THE INDIANAPOLIS AREA (Or thereabouts). We’ll be gathering on Sat, November 18th at 4 pm. If you’re interested in joining us, please email me at rhysford(at)vitaenoir(dot)com so I can give you the location! I will be seeing our other models (My darling didi, Lisa and the pupper PepperDoodle) in a week or so. I’ll give PepperDoodle your love.
Dear Everyone…
Dear Everyone,
If you intend to wear a costume remotely based on anything of the following cultures I am a part of (see the following bullet points):
• Hawaiian,
• Irish,
• Japanese and/or,
• Portuguese
…I will give you a permission slip to do so.
My caveat? I ask that you celebrate my cultures, learn its customs, pick up some of its language, get one of its tattoos, listen to our music* and for God’s sake, eat its foods.**
Have fun, don’t be an asshole about it and if there’s something about it that speaks to you, embrace and explore it.
Yes, your kid can dress as Moana***. She’s a fierce representation of a strong female. Hell, dress as Maui if you want…although in the Hawaiian myths, he’s a bit of a Loki but… you know, to each their own. Wear a kimono (we actually are very happy to see them on people no matter the colour of their skin or the language on their tongue) and should you decide to go as a Leprechaun, you might want to consider something more challenging like a banshee or a merrow. Perhaps even a black dog. 
Nothing says cultural enrichment like an ainmhi dubh.
Just remember, *embrace the culture, don’t mock it.*
Seriously, I have a permission slip. I’ll be handing them out in exchange for fun-sized whiskey bottles or chocolate.
* More Hawaiian slack key guitar and Celtic rather than koto for me but Hyde and Gackt! (who both are rockers, which rose up out of the blues from the melange of cultures and peoples brought over as slaves intermingling with other cultural influences but you know, rock.)
** I will gladly exchange the right to eat sushi, teriyaki and kalua pig so I can have carne asada fries, tacos and pizza.
*** Or Lilo. Or Stitch. Hell, Stitch in a grass skirt singing Elvis. Knock yourself out. *grins*
Fucking Hell, I miss this man.
Problem with writing Sinners? My heart aches with the loss of the voices I hold in my soul.
No, I don’t have the words…
We… our community, our world, her family… lost a vital, vibrant author, Sandrine Gasq Dion.
I knew her in passing; a couple of shared laughs and a few heartfelt discussions about the tightness of things. Very brief moments but quite vivid. Small bits of words and intersecting moments in person. Online we crossed over a few places and we also shared a narrator, an oddly intimate kind of bond… like having a close familial connection with someone you’re not related to.
She was brash, spangly, and unapologetic…all of the things I admire in a woman. I adored every moment I shared with her because of her vitality and brightness. We liked the same kind of men and cats, something I will always chuckle over. She brought the genre to its knees more than a few times and well, steamed up quite a few windows.
Sandrine, you will be sorely missed. The universe is a bit darker for your star having left us but we are thankful for the stories and memories you created while we were fortunate enough to have you with us.
Rhys Ford 