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Unfortunately not, Factor ...
we converted the basement into an arcade a few years ago. And the marionette wouldn't really fit in with the motif.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 16, 2006 at 9:46 PM
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haha that is truly
creepy. I don't know what it is about marionettes but they are spooky...especially in a dim place. Can't you relocate it to the basement?
posted by
FactorFiction
on July 16, 2006 at 7:28 AM
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You're really masterful with the puns, Corbin.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 13, 2006 at 7:14 AM
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Last night, I sat him right outside the door, Ann ...
but then I felt guilty, so I brought him back in.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 13, 2006 at 7:13 AM
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I'll be getting around to him, Cesium ...
I need to be back in the flow of blogging first. I'm a bit out of practice.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 13, 2006 at 7:12 AM
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Mademoiselle
The stuffiness of the attic is the basis of your writing problem.....it's always hard finding "drafts' in a stuffy attic.....
posted by
Corbin_Dallas
on July 13, 2006 at 5:09 AM
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How about making that puppet become your friend? Since you can't get rid of it. Lol.
(A)
posted by
A-and-B
on July 13, 2006 at 3:22 AM
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And how is our friend the gnome?
posted by
AlienInsomniac
on July 12, 2006 at 11:07 PM
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Yeah, pkcricket, however, that turned out to be a false alarm.
What a disappointment that was.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 9:16 PM
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Not really, Cesium ...
Were she residing in the attic, I imagine she would have made her presence felt by now. Besides, her beloved gnome isn't up here.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 9:15 PM
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Not necessarily, Blanche ...
You see, I have a devised a rather ingenious food retrieval system which just might render the very notion of "family dinner time" obsolete.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 9:12 PM
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Thank you, Saul ...
And
yes, I hate clowns, as well. Mimes, too.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 9:09 PM
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Well, some of them, anyway, Ben.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 9:06 PM
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didn't you avoid the attic because you thought it was haunted as well? talk about facing your fears!
posted by
pkcricket
on July 12, 2006 at 7:20 PM
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So you're not worried that Mrs. Schumacher will show up and kick your ass?
posted by
AlienInsomniac
on July 12, 2006 at 3:17 PM
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Mademoiselle, your story is beginning to remind me more and more of
Oblomov, which Russian writer wrote that one I can't quite recall, but eventually the protagonist was too full of ennui and malaise to even get out of bed. It's a good thing you're in the attic. You'll hve to come down for food.
posted by
Blanche.
on July 12, 2006 at 2:07 PM
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Very entertaining, your last two posts, Mademoiselle. And good luck with
your writing. It is very important you find a comfortable place in which to work. I am still looking, so... Anyway, good luck with that marionette also. I don't know about you, but I hate clowns. Hey, you could always mime it to death...
posted by
saul_relative
on July 12, 2006 at 1:56 PM
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I see you're doing well in fulfilling your goals.
You have the prize from the movie quiz.
Thanks for playing.
(B)
posted by
A-and-B
on July 12, 2006 at 1:47 PM
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Nice typo (by me).
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 11:10 AM
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That's a good idea, Bel ... I'm babysitting again this weekend, too.
So I should just bring him with with me.
The attic has an air conditioner. It would be much too hot otherwise.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 11:09 AM
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Perhaps so, Vickie ... though I'm not really a fan of Stephen King per se.
However, one of my closest friends used to work as a tour guide at Edgar Allen Poe's house (here in Philly). All the walls were painted a really ugly green, btw.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 11:06 AM
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Maybe you can "lighten" the attic up a bit.
Get rid of the freaking clown! give it to one of those nasty relatives kids who deserves an evil toy. Open the window and get a fan that will circulate some air. Turn an area up there into YOUR SPACE!
posted by
bel_1965
on July 12, 2006 at 11:05 AM
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Actually, Cesium, I think Chucky is a lot cuter.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 11:04 AM
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Unfortunately, Mason, I'm deathly afraid of heights.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 11:03 AM
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Dear Mr. Moon,
1) Maybe.
2) Possibly.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 11:02 AM
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Okay, the first thing is...get the marionette out of there! The only thing creepier are clown dolls...or those grinning monkeys with the cymbals. Secondly, the scary atmosphere might awaken your inner Stephen King or Edgar Allan Poe, so that could be a good thing. But I have to tell you, knowing that you also are a "moron magnet" makes me feel very close to you :)
posted by
VickieJean
on July 12, 2006 at 8:55 AM
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Mademoiselle
You sound like you're sharing living space with Chucky.
posted by
AlienInsomniac
on July 12, 2006 at 8:55 AM
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...I find high places (over two stories or twenty feet) to be very
inspiring for the creative arts... I have no idea why... how about a tree house?
posted by
MasonGarrett
on July 12, 2006 at 8:13 AM
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Mademoiselle, Two questions: 1) does your house really have a conservatory? 
2) in saying that you are a "moron magnet" are you making a (not-so-subtle) statement about your fellow Blogiteers? Moon_Spirit 
posted by
syzygy
on July 12, 2006 at 8:11 AM
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Speaking of frightening developments ...
I must have angered my mother somehow. Seeing as she hasn't emailed me yet, mentioning how I say "actually" too much (among other errors in writerly etiquette).
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 7:04 AM
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But that sounds like it might actually require some effort, Ann.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 7:03 AM
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It might be helpful to go about your investigation in a systematic way like drawing up a list of suspects. Lol.
(A)
posted by
A-and-B
on July 12, 2006 at 7:01 AM
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Thanks for the info, Strat ...
Two of the very best Twilight Zone episodes also involve dummies. I especially love the one where the girl develops a huge crush on a ventriloquist. But when she finally gets to go backstage and meet him ...
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 6:57 AM
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I know. Her line: "This house is cleansed"
made me think she was going to whip out a jug of Pine Sol. That damn clown, though....
Magic is a great movie. It's the one where Perkins is a ventriloquist and slowly flips out -- the dummy keeps talking to him and directing him to do things. Silly notion, but Perkins pulled it off well. Camde out in the late 70s, methinks.
posted by
strat
on July 12, 2006 at 6:51 AM
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Fortunately, Ariala, I believe there's already one in here ...
Assuming it still works after taking a nasty tumble.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 6:46 AM
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The problem with "Poltergeist", strat, is that the little midget woman with the chipmunk voice always cracks me up, totally killing the fear factor.
Are you aware the entire cast was cursed? And, like, all died horribly painful deaths or something?
P.S. Never heard of "Magic". I'll have to rent it. So sad how "Psycho" essentially made and destroyed Perkins' career simultaneously.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 6:45 AM
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Be sure to grab the camcorder at such a time. Puppet Porn might just
be the next trend. You never know.
posted by
Ariala
on July 12, 2006 at 6:42 AM
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I just hope this particular one doesn't see any action, Ariala ...
I'm imagining one day walking in on some sort of wild puppet orgy.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 6:41 AM
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Good lord...
Two films, both of which I am cnvinced are documentaries, "Magic" with Anthony Perkins and "Poltergeist" with the murderous, laughing little clown.
Nuff said...
posted by
strat
on July 12, 2006 at 6:32 AM
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I'm sure that's the case. Marionettes have a mind of their own. I've seen
them in action.
posted by
Ariala
on July 12, 2006 at 6:30 AM
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I would certainly like to see her reaction, Ariala.
Yet, somehow, I get the impression Pierre cannot be forced to go any place he doesn't want to go.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 6:29 AM
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Amusing story...is there no way your brother can sneak Pierre into his
girlfriend's room at night?
posted by
Ariala
on July 12, 2006 at 6:25 AM
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It's funny you say that, Ann ...
because I strongly suspect someone here is angling to replace me.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 5:48 AM
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I think you shouldn't give up the fight for your privacy. If you vacate your bedroom, there's no telling when you can ever get it back. Lol.
(A)
posted by
A-and-B
on July 12, 2006 at 5:47 AM
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Um, let's see, Azur ...
~ My horror stories for children
~ Screenplays for school
~ My memoirs (for posterity)
Oh, and if I have any time left over, translating Beowulf into Swahili.
P.S. The mold was beige-ish in color, actually. I'm not that dense.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on July 12, 2006 at 5:34 AM
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So that would be an icky green
shag pile carpet? What writing are you working on?
posted by
Azur
on July 12, 2006 at 5:24 AM
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