Review!

'Tis the season to read Chazzy, apparently. Yay!

Bitter Waters, reviewed on Prism Book Alliance. 4.75 stars. Only a cad would ask how I lost that final 0.25...

Pulp: a revelation

Today tiger_spot and I were going to make carrot caramels together, as per rushthatspeaks's recipe, because who wouldn't?

Tragically, we had to abandon the notion due to "lack of time" (aka a marginally embarrassing failure to read the recipe properly beforehand). So instead I baked bread and made sriracha. As usual this has left me with a gruesomely spattered T-shirt, very sore hands and about a pound of ground-up fermented chilli pulp, the residue of seeds and skin and membraneous matter that won't be forced through a conical sieve no matter how hard you hurt your hands. It's still delicious, and usually I put it in a jar and label it and leave it in the fridge to be added to chillies by the judicious spoonful if I ever remember to do that. This time, though, I have a new project in mind. I reckon it'll make a magnificent base for kimchi. And I can even use the same container I fermented the chillies in. Thrift, thrift, Horatio!

But I'm sad about the caramels. Must salvage that intention, some day we're better prepared.

Review!

My mother used to tell me that self-praise is no recommendation; she likely still would, if I gave her the glimmer of a chance.

Happily, she doesn't read LJ, so I'm tolerably safe.

Mris said nice things about Bitter Waters.

(Does anybody think I should tell her that I do indeed have more stories, and there might already be a conversation about that with another publisher? Lethe got the queer ones for obvious reasons, but sometimes I write straight stuff too...)