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[kittydesade]

Irish nouns, gendered, etc. There are generally some weird exceptions, like apparently stail (stallion) is a grammatically female noun.
Certain endings are consistently associated with particular genders, because that's how languages roll.
Masculine:
-ín (caipín) (cailín)
-óir/-eoir (múinteoir)
-acht (acht)
-éir (búistéir)
-án (cupán)
-a (mála)
-adh (geimhreadh)
-aire (iscaire)

Feminine:
-óg/-eog (fuinneog)
-lann (leabharlan) library
-acht (Gaeltacht) two-syllable words
-áil (cáil)
-íl (feadaíl)
-íocht (filíocht)

For each of the following masculine nouns, add the definite article and any appropriate mutations. (See? Knew I'd get more practice!)
1. doras, an doras
2. oileán, an t-oileán
3. cailín, an cailín
4. teach, an teach
5. uisce, an t-uisce
6. duine, an duine
7. bord, an bord
8. ainm, an t-ainm
9. uncail, an t-uncail
10. páipéar, an páipéar
11. fear, an fear
12. leabhar, an leabhar
13. athair, an t-athair
14. eitleán, an t-eitleán
15. im, an t-im
16. carr, an carr
17. sagart, an sagart
18. gairdín, an gairdín
19. madra, an madra
20. eolas, an t-eolas

Feminine nouns!
1. tine, an tine
2. bean, an bhean
3. farraige, an fharraige
4. bó, an bhó
5. Gaeilge, an Ghaeilge
6. oifig, an oifig
7. sráid, an tsráid
8. maidin, an mhaidin
9. aois, an aois
10. scian, an scian
11. seachtain, an tseachtain
12. eochair, an eochair
13. pingin, an phingin
15. mí, an mhí
16. abhainn, an abhainn
17. fuinneog, an fhuinneog
18. báisteach, an bháisteach
19. súil, an tsúil
20. caora, an chaora


One of these days I will stop leaving my damn dictionary at home and just buy a dictionary to keep at work so I can look shit up. Today is apparently not that day, so Russian will be done by going back and forth via Google translate and trying to figure out if it's a decent translation or not, plus looking in some of the halfassed dictionaries online. What fun.

And on the other hand I, um. May have done a thing. It may be the first of many things or I may run screaming in terror, I'm not sure yet. Basically in preparation for self-publishing Black Ice (AUGH) I published a 10k word short story and put it up for sale for $1.99. Because I'm not going to charge that much for a 10k short story. Not quite a novella. Something. My categorizations are fuzzy. Anyway, that happened yesterday. It's the first time in a long time I've felt close to losing my lunch out of nerves. I don't like that feeling. Let's not do it again.

Anyway. Today I have at least one set of edits to do and an outline to prep, and then maybe I'll get started on some other stories I've had running around for a while that would make good dime novels. After I finish blogging everything, doing everything, posting everything, etc. No, I kid, there's actually not that much to do, it's just that I remembered about it all at once.

It's funny. Actually putting something of mine up there for sale in such a way that people can read it is a big thing for me, and I feel like I should have more to say other than "oh god gonna puke." I don't. Other than maybe "oooh now I need to write more of these." And also "when the shit did ten thousand words get so easy to write?" I have no idea what's going on here. But this actually, as a general sense of things, is much, much easier than sending shit out to publishing companies, especially since whether or not I eat is not dependent on whether or not I sell things. I have a dayjob. This is play money and my own amusement and ego and for the sake of telling these stories to the world and maybe getting a little bit paid for my efforts. And I can kind of live with this. Even if I'm still fairly terrified of putting my stuff out there where people can read.