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This morning, when I had paying things to be doing, I ended up writing down blurbs for two maybe-someday stories based on all the Láadan work I've been doing lately (http://laadanlanguage.org/pages/).  I don't have much new on the Láadan site, but tons of backend stuff is getting done and the topic is on my mind pretty much constantly lately.

*** Book #1 **************
Mackinac Island, with its summertime population of thousands but a wintertime population of barely 500, seemed the perfect contained location for a social engineering experiment to test how language affects a people.

Now, a generation later, rumors abound that behind the gaudy exterior of fudge and tourists, the worst kind of cult has arisen.

Reporter Dan Argosy is determined to discover the truth.  Armed with a false background and hidden cameras, he braves the snow-swept island.

Will he find the horror he excepts, or an unexpected love?

*** Book #2 **************
Five years ago Connie Argosy's son, Dan, left to investigate the rumored cult that lay hidden behind Mackinac Island's cheery exterior of fudge and tourists, and never returned.  He claimed he found love and happiness, but Connie knows better.

Now, Dan is dead, the result of a supposed boating accident, and Connie is determined to rescue her grandchildren.

Carrying papers demanding custody of the children, and with expensive lawyers only a call away, Connie braves the cold winds of the Mackinaw Straits.

Will she find the depravity she expects, or a place of comfort unlike any she has ever known?
*************************

And our heroine is, of course, Sha... a nice young lady raised speaking Láadan from birth along with the rest of her community.  She also does something useful, probably the Island's main tourist website, because that's something that's simple for me, and it gives Dan a contact he can cultivate some before he arrives.
 

I don't know if anything will ever come of these blurbs (if they'll ever grow up into books), but I was vastly amused with them all day, because I grew up just a stone's throw from the Island, and I know they'd have cows if I absconded with their island in such a manner.  :-)  In fact, two of my best high school friends were sisters, and their younger brother is a captain for one of the island ferrys... so I'd have free boat trips if I ever get around to doing any research.

So, that was my amusement for the day.