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Heather Ehrenstrasser


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Gender: Female
Status: Married
Age: 32
Sign: Aquarius

City: Denver
State: Colorado
Country: US
Signup Date: 6/6/2006

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Monday, November 17, 2008 

Current mood:  calm
I just watched a very interesting video about Storytelling Platforms. The speaker is Jonathan Harris at the 2008 Pop!Tech Conference. (All of the other videos from the conference are worth watching as well, including the ones from past years)

Storytelling Platforms by Jonathan Harris

Also, one of the platforms that Jonathan mentions is We Feel Fine. It's fascinating.
Currently listening:
Drums and Guns
By Low
Release date: 2007-03-20
Sunday, October 19, 2008 
The synopsis on the back of the book, because I have a difficult time reducing the plot of a novel into a slender paragraph without spoilers:

When Richard Papen arrives at Hampden College in New England, he is quickly seduced by the rhythms of campus life—and in particular by an elite group of five students, Greek scholars, worldly, self-assured, and, at first glance, highly unapproachable. Yet as Richard is accepted and drawn into their inner circle, he learns a terrifying secret that binds them to one another: a secret about an incident in the woods in the dead of night when an ancient rite was brought to life.

I read this book with manic fervor...not because it was filled with excitement at every turn or because I needed to know what was going to happen in the end. From the beginning, I had a fairly good idea about where things were headed (by the author's design), but the characters were so mysterious and morally ambiguous that I wanted to spend time with them as the events unfolded in their lives. I enjoyed every action and reaction, and I couldn't turn away from the dissection of human nature & societal structure. The allusions to Greek history, mythology, and literature made it all the more fascinating, and yet it wasn't presented with intellectual snobbery as it easily could have been. The story was well-written, beautiful, grotesque, haunting, moody... One of my more memorable reads of this year.
Currently listening:
Antony and the Johnsons
By Antony and the Johnsons
Release date: 2004-07-20
Wednesday, October 15, 2008 
Last night, C and I walked the dogs beneath the nearly full moon, and we were followed the entire time by a little red fox. It was beautiful, and I've not been in contact with such a bold and curious vulpine since my time living in the mountains.



The Fox in the Snow (1860)
Gustave Courbet

Monday, October 13, 2008 
It's beautiful outside. The foliage is lush but has already been touched by autumn. Everything is vivid green and yellow with the occasional touch of orange. The ground is coated in frost and glistening dew drops, and the air is thick with fog...and yet the sun is shining brightly and piercing through in soft and luminous rays. It's magical in a way that only nature can be.
Currently reading:
The Secret History
By Donna Tartt
Release date: 1992-09-05
Monday, July 16, 2007 
There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody's expense but his own. However, nothing dispirits, and nothing seems worth while disputing. He bolts down all events all creeds and beliefs and persuasions, all hard things visible and invisible, never mind how knobby; as an ostrich of potent digestion gobbles down bullets and gun flints. And as for small difficulties and worryings, prospects of sudden disaster, peril of life and limb; all these, and death itself, seem to him only sly, good-natured hits, and jolly punches in the side bestowed by the unseen and unaccountable old joker. That odd sort of wayward mood I am speaking of, comes over a man only in some time of extreme tribulation; it comes in the very midst of his earnestness, so that what just before might have seemed to him a thing most momentous, now seems but a part of the general joke. - Herman Melville, Moby Dick
Thursday, July 05, 2007 
My paternal grandmother passed away at 2:40 am. We were very close, and the memory of the last few days will likely haunt me for many to come. At this moment, I can't find meaningful words. They'll come in their own time, but for now, I just need to wrap myself in the quiet.