Keep mending broken lines

I can't believe it took me until now to recognize that Avatar: The Last Airbender reminds me intensely of the fiction of Laurence Yep, which is only a good thing. (If they had to make a film version, couldn't he have written the script instead of Shyamalan? Seriously. Dragonwings vs. The Happening, game-set-match in a picosecond.) Also, I do not know why my copy of The Rainbow People is on a shelf in the music room while Tongues of Jade must still be in a box, because I can't find it anywhere; the same with his Dragon quartet, which otherwise I would lend to rushthatspeaks. I want my bookspace back.

In other news, I am bored with this cold.

P.S. nineweaving has a website! Check it out! I'm going to bed.

And tireless Orion lies spent in his tracks

The girl who named Pluto is gone.