I'm not dead, I'm just stunned. Kidding.
OMG, look at the review I just got for my first chapter >.<
It's too bad you don't take any anonymous reviews. I ended up creating anaccount purely so that I could review your story! Now I know that sounds weirdand maybe a bit stalkerish, but hear me out. I've read your story two timesthrough now without a single comment. (The first time I was so obssessed withknowing what happened next I didn't want to stop for even 5 minutes to review,I have no excuse for the second time except maybe my horrid laziness.) Ifigure that your story deserves way more than my measly comments, butreviewing is the only thing I can do for you. You really deserve to know justhow highly I thought and still think of your writing, so I vow to coment everychapter of the revised version to make up for my silence. Your storyabsolutely blew me away the first time. I'm not that into AU stories but I wasso impressed with your's that I couldn't stop reading. It actually had a plotand characterization (not to mention some of the greatest animes combined). Ialso fell in love with Alex. Not love like, "Oh please whisk me away and marryme". It's more a sort of love that left me speechless and wanting to know more(bad explanation, maybe obssession's a better word...). Hopefully you includemore of his backstory here. Everytime you mentioned a tidbit of his past Ikept hoping more would follow it. He's such a complex character and I'm veryinterested in learning what makes him tick. With any luck more will berevealed this time. I am very excited to see the revised version. Thebeginning is so different from the other one I wondered if I had clicked theright link for a second! There's definately more description and imagery (APenglish coming through, sorry), but I can tell that you're not trying to rush.You are telling the story for the sake of sharing it, not to rush to an endingand moral. I eagerly await the next chapter!
Oh dear lord, it's too damn bad FictionPress.com is down for two days now because I want to answer this person's review and warship them a little for leaving such an amazing review. Seriosuly, this is the stuff that makes my muse breath, people; the affirmation that I'm not just cackaling madly to the great internet spaces, that I reach someone, that they like what I cackle. It's such an amazingly good feeling, wow!
And, yay! My LOL cat has made it to the front page!!
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Showing posts with label me. Show all posts
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Henh...
In case you were wondering (or in case you even noticed...) I disappeared for a while due to a very hectic week. I've had a shift every day, including night shifts, and my god did it wreck havoc on my life. At least I got the weekend off, which was great.
I've been very down lately and it took me a while to understand why. Sat with myself and thought about it, I realized I had one of the toughest years of my life:
My first year in university was a flop no matter how much I try to cheer myself up thinking it's because of all the math-physics-chemistry I've had this year and how relatively well I did in the more animal-centered courses; I'd believe myself with these cheers if only I didn't know I let myself down in properly sitting my ass to study and cramm properly.
The project, which started on very high and mighty airs, is a flop I hope not a lot of people in my academic year will take any notice of, it's so unprofessional and lame. At least here I don't have anything to blame myself for, but rather the people I'm working with. Still, it's annoying.
My love life's been one crash after another, mostly because of my hubris, one certain condescending asshole and my lack of skills in anything that has to do with flirting, managing myself around sane normal males or choosing sane normal males as mates.
I finished my three-year-written fic and am now fumbling with editing it at a rather disappointing rate and if I knew my beta bothered reading this blog I wouldn't say I think our friendship is lacking now that our once mutual fandom is not on my interest list and the burden of how little we have in common is finally taking a toll on how quickly she does me the favor of betaing my fics. It's not that she's a bad person or that I'm angry with her but I do feel a certain loosening of the delicate voluntary bond between a writer and a beta which we used to have. I don't blame her; I'm not paying her and she owes me nothing so I feel like the fact that something's creaking in the way we work together must come from me because she's not the kind of person to demand something for a favor she does, she's great like that.
I'm 24 and I'm still living with the parents. This is going to change, now that I have a seriously profiting job and I will be seriously looking for a place to move to as soon as I have a safe layer of financial fat in my bank account (which I assume will be in a couple of months or so), but it doesn't change the strain it put on me so far or the stupidity of my behavior which lead to this situation after three years of having jobs between my army service's end and the start of my university studies.
I guess the only thing I did manage to do properly this year was to quit smoking. Way to go, me.
Then there's Clio's death. I knew Clio since she came out of her mother's belly; I raised her, I loved her, I grew to know her as she is alone with her mother and Speedy both went their own ways. Losing Clio was far more than I allowed myself or others know, for a long time. Sure, Scarlett and Sam are wonderful, adorable little treasures, but Clio has a special place in my heart.
I'm not the type to despair and I never let a problem bother me for too long without thinking up ways of solving it and seeing beyond it. That doesn't mean I can't feel bad about said problem...
I wanted to tell you about the beach cleaning operation I went to this thursday, but I didn't have the right strength for it. Also, I don't have the pictures from it yet, so...
I've been very down lately and it took me a while to understand why. Sat with myself and thought about it, I realized I had one of the toughest years of my life:
My first year in university was a flop no matter how much I try to cheer myself up thinking it's because of all the math-physics-chemistry I've had this year and how relatively well I did in the more animal-centered courses; I'd believe myself with these cheers if only I didn't know I let myself down in properly sitting my ass to study and cramm properly.
The project, which started on very high and mighty airs, is a flop I hope not a lot of people in my academic year will take any notice of, it's so unprofessional and lame. At least here I don't have anything to blame myself for, but rather the people I'm working with. Still, it's annoying.
My love life's been one crash after another, mostly because of my hubris, one certain condescending asshole and my lack of skills in anything that has to do with flirting, managing myself around sane normal males or choosing sane normal males as mates.
I finished my three-year-written fic and am now fumbling with editing it at a rather disappointing rate and if I knew my beta bothered reading this blog I wouldn't say I think our friendship is lacking now that our once mutual fandom is not on my interest list and the burden of how little we have in common is finally taking a toll on how quickly she does me the favor of betaing my fics. It's not that she's a bad person or that I'm angry with her but I do feel a certain loosening of the delicate voluntary bond between a writer and a beta which we used to have. I don't blame her; I'm not paying her and she owes me nothing so I feel like the fact that something's creaking in the way we work together must come from me because she's not the kind of person to demand something for a favor she does, she's great like that.
I'm 24 and I'm still living with the parents. This is going to change, now that I have a seriously profiting job and I will be seriously looking for a place to move to as soon as I have a safe layer of financial fat in my bank account (which I assume will be in a couple of months or so), but it doesn't change the strain it put on me so far or the stupidity of my behavior which lead to this situation after three years of having jobs between my army service's end and the start of my university studies.
I guess the only thing I did manage to do properly this year was to quit smoking. Way to go, me.
Then there's Clio's death. I knew Clio since she came out of her mother's belly; I raised her, I loved her, I grew to know her as she is alone with her mother and Speedy both went their own ways. Losing Clio was far more than I allowed myself or others know, for a long time. Sure, Scarlett and Sam are wonderful, adorable little treasures, but Clio has a special place in my heart.
I'm not the type to despair and I never let a problem bother me for too long without thinking up ways of solving it and seeing beyond it. That doesn't mean I can't feel bad about said problem...
I wanted to tell you about the beach cleaning operation I went to this thursday, but I didn't have the right strength for it. Also, I don't have the pictures from it yet, so...
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Welcome post
Hello and welcome to my (new-ish) blog!
My name's Meirav Rath and I am exactly what this blog title says; fumbling in life, though I think I'm getting the hang of it now.
I'm a Bachelor's degree student in Biology in the Tel Aviv university. My goal academically, and in life, is to become an animal behavior researcher, and specialize in behavioral ecology or sociobiology (though the latter is what most appeals me). Currently I'm starting my own little research project about pheomelanin as a possible marker for social status in rock hyraxes, one of my favorite animals. Here's a picture of a hyrax, in case you've never seen one.
My top most favorite animals, however, are cats like this little bugger, Sam, my new cat.
I have another academic hobby and I use the word 'hobby' because it's an auto-didactic hobby; I love history and particularly the Second World War, the Holocaust, Ancient Rome, Lawrence of Arabia, Zionism and various other scattered bits of history fancies. Often you'll see here posts about the last history book I read and liked/disliked. In general You'll see a lot of book reviews here.
I also write, when I find the time to do it, and the Livejournal account where I post my fiction and will post more fiction, is on the link page.
That is all, my friends, welcome new readers and old readers alike!
(that's me, BTW)
My name's Meirav Rath and I am exactly what this blog title says; fumbling in life, though I think I'm getting the hang of it now.
I'm a Bachelor's degree student in Biology in the Tel Aviv university. My goal academically, and in life, is to become an animal behavior researcher, and specialize in behavioral ecology or sociobiology (though the latter is what most appeals me). Currently I'm starting my own little research project about pheomelanin as a possible marker for social status in rock hyraxes, one of my favorite animals. Here's a picture of a hyrax, in case you've never seen one.
My top most favorite animals, however, are cats like this little bugger, Sam, my new cat.
I have another academic hobby and I use the word 'hobby' because it's an auto-didactic hobby; I love history and particularly the Second World War, the Holocaust, Ancient Rome, Lawrence of Arabia, Zionism and various other scattered bits of history fancies. Often you'll see here posts about the last history book I read and liked/disliked. In general You'll see a lot of book reviews here.
I also write, when I find the time to do it, and the Livejournal account where I post my fiction and will post more fiction, is on the link page.
That is all, my friends, welcome new readers and old readers alike!
(that's me, BTW)
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