Tuesday News
It's time for more random links! Skiver Tuesday, I guess?

© Sam Rowley
Awesome deer photos by the award-winning and very enviable 15-year old Sam Rowley. I love deer - this may be because I've never experienced the joys of them coming down from the wood to eat my plants. My old home in Inverness was close enough to the woods to have a fair few of them, though being honest I haven't really seen many up-close. One of the characters in my novel The Network is a Kirin, a deer-like creature of Japanese mythos, and I've toyed with ideas for a YA novel linked to the animals. Yay deer.
I could browse Sam's gallery all day.
An article in the BBC covers the tricky topic of parents being abused by their children.Most of us will have seen kids and teens who treat their parents with disgust and anger, or more subtly walk over them, but abuse isn't a commonly seen or discussed thing. Food for thought.
I try to use my writing to cover a lot of the darker things that people would feel less comfortable with outside of a fantasy setting. For example: both of my current in-progress works deal frankly and honestly with suicide and depression, because those are both important things that the target age range (teenagers) are going to come up against. It comes with stigma - the book dealing more heavily with it comes across as gothic, and the content in my lighter work will probably get called 'emo'; both will attract negative attention from people who insist they have no respect for the suicidal and think they're selfish. It all comes with the territory, and despite that it's still an effective way of getting a message across.
There a Nepal animal sacrifice festival going on this week - the largest sacrifice in the world - where over a quarter of a million animals ">are killed. A difficult to believe amount, and understandably it has the animal rights activists up in arms. I'm indifferent - I'd have to be Hindu and understand more about the beliefs behind it to hold a strong opinion, really. However, I am interested in the quote in the article about how the gods would be just as easily appeased by fruit or flowers.
Morality aside, this paragraph caught my eye:
"Festival organisers estimate more than half a million people are already at the festival site.
Many of them, like Suresh, have brought their own animals to be killed. "
Festival organisers? It makes it sound like Glastonbury. Gadhimai-bury, woohoo!
In America, a man found out he was adopted as a child, and traces his mother and father only to discover his dad is Charles Manson. Yikes. D: I didn't even know Manson was still alive, actually.
Then some inspiring Inverness news, a courageous and beautiful woman who became paralysed after a climbing accident and has still gone on to complete the Great North Run in a racing wheelchair, and aims to go on to be the first woman to sit-ski across Antarctica to the South Pole. Bless her, what an inspiration.
The heating is still broken at work, and the weather outside is frightful. So it goes.
Nairn Blogs
Oh my! I'm just back from my usual check of the Gurn From Nairn to see if anything exciting has happened in the town, like a new shop of a stray sofa, and I find a link to this blog on the sidebar. :O
Being a bit of a fangirl of the Gurn, with it's psychic predictions of Nairn goings-on, reminders to go to events that I still forget to go to, and shadowy network of 'unreliable sources', it adds a bit of excitement to the seaside town.
For newcomers, this blog is part of the main site of myself, author and amateur artist Emma Maree Urquhart. I caused a bit of a stir in 'ness after having a fantasy novel (and later, a sequel) published at the age of 13. It sold well, though I never made any money from it due to the less than reputable publishers who took a lot of money from budding writers in the Highlands and further out.
I moved to Nairn with my fiancé chiefly for the cheaper house prices, though I think it's beautiful as well. =) I now work in IT and continue work on my next novel, when I'm not being a crotchety hermit getting angry at Nairn youths for sitting on the bin.
This blog is for cryptic updates on my writing, reviews of anything and everything, sketches and artwork, and guilty fan admissions of the likes of 'Ohmygod I'm in love with David Tennant'.
In the spirit of local news, I should say that the heater is broken in the certain Nairn IT consultancy firm where I work. I've been surviving on tea and porridge and looking enviously towards the areas covered by the portable heaters they bussed in from Inverness. Arguments have erupted over which is a better warming drink, coffee or tea. You can leave a comment with your pick, but if you don't say tea I will reach out of your computer screen and slap you.
Hopefully, it'll be fixed when I get in tomorrow. Then I can shift my focus to solving the mystery of the dissappearing Ian Rankin books, which were ordered from the book club but failed to show up with the rest of the order! Egads.
Now, before I wrap up this blog post - there's a movement among Nairn blogs right now to get the word out about local blogs, so here are my picks:
The Gurn From Nairn - The Alpha Male of the Nairn blogosphere (did I just use that word?), it knows all.
My Nairn - MyNairn offers some very well-written posts about goings on in Nairn, from rising prices to rising tides.
Where Mountains Meet The Sea - I've only just discovered this blog. It's very beautifull and artistically presented, with stunning photos.
Do you have a blog I haven't mentioned? Local, personal or otherwise, feel free to link to it in the comments.
I haven't seen any Inverness blogs out there, so I'm curious if some will make an appearance.
E.Maree
xoxo
Still Alive
Hey. I’ve been away a while, it feels, though those of you stopping by the used-goods.net front page will know otherwise.
Due to being a dangerously chaotic kind of administrator, and… well, liking plug-ins, the blog was inaccessible for a while.
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It’s been fixed, and more cool things should happen from hereon. I still lack my Macbook, though, so the full amount of reviews, artwork, writing and perhaps even podcasting will be held up.
But I’m still alive, so, I guess… this was a triumph.
(Portal references are a lie.)
Love,
E.Maree
xoxo


