January 2011




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Jan. 10th, 2011

Time for a very, very, very long walk.

Nov. 30th, 2010

At this point it's hard to say whether it's Eos having returned or time spent with Anton which cut down much of Anatole's throat-closing fear. (She's Anatole with her Lady, Anna with Anton, and for the first time in a long time she's happy as both.) He -- that quiet spectre of the butterfly touch -- is still outside her window sometimes, at the corner of her vision or with his eyes creeping along her spine while Anatole is out running errands. Those moments when she knows he's near increase. But nowadays she steels herself, breathes blessedly deep, straightens her back and stills trembling hands. Thinks of warm breezes, dawn's light on her cheek or the companionable comfort of Anton's arm pressed against her own while they bench-sit and people watch. (He was cautious at first, strange about touch. They developed an unspoken agreement: Anton would not flinch when Anna eased close, and Anna would not ask after what Anton really was. It's a good arrangement, as these things go.)

Hot on her heels, that creeping sense of end, that winding down of clocks. She's stopped crying over it in favor of taking what's left. This, then, is resignation.

Nov. 7th, 2010

It's an unexpected surprise, but not an unwelcome one. Anatole isn't sure what to expect -- she's been nervous and fitful for months now, something which settled down when she heard from Eos, but never really faded away. The package from Anton -- and for this she blesses him -- makes things better.

His return address gets a simple envelope days later. Nothing big or fancy, just the one photo (she took up photography this year, kept it quiet for her own reasons). She doesn't say thank you, doesn't throw her usual ten exclamation points out there, does not admit to always being scared. Instead it's just a question written on the photo's back.


Come ice skating with me?

- Anna

Oct. 19th, 2010

Grocery delivery services are the most wonderful thing maybe ever.

Except for kumquats. Oh, and summer days. And life not being on its head.

Sep. 21st, 2010

Surprising fact: You can only wander around the city for so long before you start to realize being anonymous in a city of approximately eight bazillion people is weird. And awful, awful, awful every time you look over your shoulder and see the same person.

Summer, where did you go?

Sep. 17th, 2010

"Find what you need." Dammit.

Sep. 16th, 2010

Ugh. Where did the sun go?

Sep. 2nd, 2010

Everything is much smaller and darker without everybody here.

Today I am going to the library. And then I'm going to buy a camera and take photos of everything. And, um, maybe everyone if they'll have me.

Aug. 19th, 2010

Sooooooooo I have the house to myself while Lady Eos and her husband are gone. Pleasepleaseplease let this be good for them, please let it work! I've been alone for a long time and you can get used to anything, honestly, but it's so easy to fall back into old patterns and I can go without if they're just okay again and maybe if they hear from Notus.

...now what do I do?

Aug. 10th, 2010

My heart head hurts.

Best time of the day? Or, um, the night, I suppose.

"Time makes fools of us all."

Today, when dawn greets the day, Anatole will remain in bed for the first time in her long life. Hands folded demurely over her heart, she stares up at her bedroom ceiling and listens to the seconds tick by.

Jun. 28th, 2010

Ohhh, unplanned summer snow may be the only kind I like. I think today is twenty times brighter for it.

Aphrodite Pothon Mater, I'd like to beg a moment of your time.

May. 18th, 2010

Oh, balls.

May. 10th, 2010

I'm not an advocate of peace or of war, but... Well, this is just ridiculous. Does anyone even know what they're fighting over or for or anything at this point? We're all dying anyway. Why the rush?

Apr. 23rd, 2010

[Private] )

Apr. 14th, 2010

Sun and wind and flowers and longer days-- finally!

Feb. 14th, 2010

Um. Is it safe to assume Eros has been busy this weekend?

[Private] )

[Eos] )

[Notus] )

Feb. 9th, 2010

[Private] )

Feb. 7th, 2010

"Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday."

Ms. Chalke forwarded me a letter; one of my the horologists I met back in Switzerland is dead. They were still so young when I left for here... Oh, I don't know.

Lady Eos, if it's not an inconvenience I'd like to take a day or two. There's somewhere I'd like to visit, just to clear my head.

Jan. 27th, 2010

...but what about Lord Poseidon..?

Jan. 12th, 2010

I'm going to the botanical gardens tomorrow. And the Museum of Natural History. And out to get ice cream. Because-- because if I don't see the sun soon... I'll go insane fall to pieces forget my name along with everything else punch someone in the face

Anyway. Tomorrow! Outing! It'll be distracting fun!

Jan. 8th, 2010

Sometime Saturday afternoon during Titan Family Portrait Day, Anatole will take the opportunity to squeeze in and slip two pieces of paper into Notus's possession before sliding off to make herself inconspicuous again.

Jan. 7th, 2010

Ugh! Great, big, nasty, bitter jerk! I don't care if he is what he is. Bringing winter doesn't mean you have to hate everything that isn't cold!

There hasn't been any sneaking around. There hasn't -- I'd know. I absolutely would.

She's fine. We're all fine.


Jan. 2nd, 2010

Last night I had a dream about Elete. I saw her, but she was dead-- We were all-- Oh, stars, I miss them. More snow! I can't feel my fingers or toes half the time, but it is awfully pretty out there when all that concrete gets covered up. It seems like a fair trade, honestly.

Dec. 26th, 2009

I... I don't understand what Lord Poseidon meant when he said--

What's happening? What's going to happen?

Dec. 25th, 2009

Not that Anatole's big on Christmas, but an excuse is an excuse.

[Eos] )

[Astraios] )

[Iris] )

[Orithyia] )

[Eurus] )

[Notus] )

Dec. 20th, 2009

"Every hour wounds. The last one kills."

[Private] )

I think I might have found a camera! And this morning I picked up paper for origami. It's either going to be very fun or I'll walk away with a lot of paper cuts. Um, possibly both.

Dec. 15th, 2009

I guess it's true that some things never change. Even when it's a world away and it's been lifetimes and you're all different people and it could change... it doesn't? What an awful thought. Or a comforting one. Sometimes it's hard to tell.

So are we going through the motions because that's all we know, or because we don't have a choice, or because we want to? Ugh. Sometimes it's kind of nice to be a footnote and not somebody big and important. What a headache.

Dec. 8th, 2009

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam--

Oh my stars, this is just too much for words. I want to go home. We live in such a wild world, but you can't tell me that Greece isn't the most beautiful place there is! I miss it.

Except maybe it's time to quit poking around the Internet and go head out to see the real world, huh? I want to find some way to put my paper star on a chain -- time to go investigating! Keep collecting good luck charms and

Dec. 3rd, 2009

I think winter may almost, not quite, officially be here. Except for the part where the weather can't make up its mind -- not that I'm complaining! Because Lord Boreas frightens me a little.

At least the sun will be out tomorrow. Yesterday I went back to Central Park after dawn, and even by 8 o'clock the full moon was huge and just hanging in the sky, plain as day. It was so strange. Ominous? Not that there's anything to worry about with Lady Eos, oh no. I wish I'd taken a picture of it. Probably better that I didn't, though -- it would have just been of my thumb or something.

Nov. 29th, 2009

It's supposed to rain tomorrow, but at least it's going to warm up, too. After the sun's up and the city's awake, I think I'd like to start exploring. If this is going to be home, well... getting a lay of the land seems like a good idea!

[Libby Bartholdi] )

Nov. 24th, 2009

"Luck is believing you're lucky."

I was right! The star is absolutely, positively, completely good luck. After I found it, all these people I knew came out of the woodwork, and now there's another job interview, and the best place in the world in which to stay, and I got to learn something new about Central Park.

Whoever made that star, thank you! I hope everything is turning out just as lovely for you.

Nov. 22nd, 2009

"Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity."

Ms. Chalke let me go a few weeks back; I guess with a baby on the way, a nanny was more important than an assistant. Hopefully the referral she sent me out here will turn into something, but better safe than sorry, right? More than one interview for me, then!

Of course, waiting out the weekend for the office rush to start back up... ugh. Keeping patient has been frustrating, but when I was waiting for my bus this morning, I found this lying on the ground between a sign post and a trash can. How neat! A little star -- not exactly a ray of sunshine, but I'll take what signs I can get right about now.

Maybe it's good luck?

Nov. 20th, 2009

Flying in last night was a beast, all wet and chilly and the city lit up so garish. The things we do for job interviews... But today! Still wet, still chilly, but it was pretty as a picture out. It made me smile.

Today will be a good day, I think. Half of New York woke up with me -- how can't it be?