Hello

I am a writer and bellydancer (of the troupe Hands of Kali) who used to hang out on Tribe.net a lot, but since it seems to be winding down, I am moving my blog here. This blog will focus mainly on my writing, as I have just published my novel, Scar Flowers.

Here is some background on me and on it, taken from older blog posts... Because i'm just moving in here, I want to lay down some posts to settle in.

March 14, 2006:

[to fellow Tribesters--"hi" if you are reading this] :

thanks for the comments/questions about my novel... it's about an indie film director who is visited in the middle of the night by a mysterious female apparation who could be either a succubus or a vampire. she turns out to be human, and seduces him into an underground world of increasingly dangerous erotic games.

at heart, it's just a good ol' fashioned love story. with scalpels. Gothy good fun for all :-)

March 16, 2006 entry

"Catzuma"

Whenever i get set up to paint the inside of the house, Luna gets really excited. She pounces on the plastic tarps, sits on the ladder, and zooms past me as I'm perched on the top rung painting the ceiling. any day of the week, if I hear her galloping around upstairs I know it's because she just left me an, um, special delivery in the catbox.

but i agree with her: the little accomplishments in life *should* be celebrated. after all, why wait for new year's eve to open the bubbly?

so a big YAHOO that my new laptop arrived yesterday! and i'm halfway done painting the stairwell!

Hands of Kali performed last night at Silver Moonday at the Fenix Underground. it was a space alien theme, so i covered myself in whte liquid latex. the idea was that i would use the silver sparkle latex finish to make my skin look shiny silver. almost 4 hours later, i was finally ready.

i put a tarp down but still managed to get latex on the walls and floor. it takes a long time to put enough coats on, let them dry, and NOT MOVE while they're drying. biggest lesson: don't try to paint yourself (see "NOT MOVE," above). and it's cold! it feels like wearing a clammy rubber balloon that's a little too tight in places. looks really strange when you do belly rolls, as the latex wrinkles quite a bit when you move. it did look kinda cool overall, and very alien. i'll post pics when i get them. [edit: i finally saw some pics and they are too bizarre. that shit tightens on your face like a bad facelift and leaves your lips sticking out like a pair of sausages. 'nuff said.]

Kendra made some space-alien-shaped cookies for us to pass out to the crowd when we first went onstage ("we come in peace!"), and some sparkly silver floggers for last number, where we "freak out in a moonage daydream" and shoot rayguns at the audience and swat 'em a few times with the floggers. intergalactic fun was had by all, and our fellow clubbers' costumes were amazing.

basically, it went great [gallops wildly]