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February 27, 2004

So Forth

Okay, so I am all better. The illness has crawled on out of me (out into the world! run for your lives!), and now I'm movin', groovin', and so forth. Just to be clear.

Some good word from across the sea: Albedo One has just released their next ish, which contains my tale "Twelvepenny Weather." They even put my name on the cover. They're swell folk.

Is there more to report? My folks are coming over this weekend to see our new ceremonial furniture. We'll also probably take it for a test meal as well. Otherwise it's just a case of, "yep, that's new furniture all right, very nice," which hardly seems worth an hour's drive each way. Oh, they also want to do a little computer shopping (their old machine not so good no more) so there'll also be some of that. Snow melted away pretty quick, and it'll probably be up in the 60s this weekend. There's probably other developments that could be mentioned, but I'll leave it there for now.

Currently Reading: Peregrine: Primus, by Avram Davidson. After starting it I discovered it's the first of a trilogy, only the last book (Peregrine: Tertius, presumably) has never been published. Hmm. Hopefully it was actually written. That way there's a chance it'll be found in a trunk in somebody's attic someday. Hey, it happened with H. Beam Piper.

February 26, 2004

Snow Business

Well, I'm at home right now, enjoying the benefits of a snow day. Yes, snow here in Georgia! Okay, it's not the vast drifts that you get in other parts of the country, but it's pretty good by our standards. See? Those roads are wet and slushy! Very dangerous, that. Doesn't that justify my having the day off? Doesn't it? Um... Hey, look over there! It's 3-D pictures of the Martian landscape! No special glasses or eyestrain needed! Just, uh, Windows Media Player. Sorry 'bout that.

Uh, if it makes you feel better, I got another rejection yesterday: a 16 day form on a trio of poems from Mythic Delirium.

Read During The Recent Unpleasantness: Children of Cthulhu, because when you're lying in bed wishing for death, reading stories about the Great Old Ones wiping out humanity is actually kind of comforting. Ah, sweet release. And after that, I read another Pratchett book, Pyramids, since my body eventually realized it was going to live.

February 24, 2004

Silence

Silence comes from having nothing to report. It also comes from both Lisa and I being sick on a grand scale, the true scope of which can only be realized by providing Too Much Information™. Let's just say I'm reasonably certain it's food poisoning and leave it at that, 'kay?

Geez, I was going to go on from there but I'm too damn tired to give a crap. Ng. Going back to bed.

February 20, 2004

I Am The Eye In The Sky

Like so many others, I managed to finish something for the Zeppelin antho (altho' in point of fact, my tale contains no actual Zeppelins, or at least nothing using the term). But even if it's rejected it represents a new step for me: it's my first novelette. Weighing in at just a shade under 10,000 words, it's twice as long as my previous longest story. Hopefully the length is because the story required it, not just because I got longwinded.

I know, I know: it's not how long a story is, it's how it thrills the reader that's important. SURE it does. And that's why novels get all the attention.

Apropos of nothing, a newspaper article which made me laugh: Mistaken identity on a grand scale (via Matthew Yglesias).

Currently Reading: Singularity Sky, by Charlie Stross. It's a space opera with godlike AIs, spies, FTL warfare, mysterious aliens, and retro cultures. I'm liking it quite a bit. Also contained this appropriate line on page 6:

The bank robbers carried exotic weapons, and when a police Zeppelin arrived over the scene it was shot to pieces.
Perfect!

Late Update: Late arriving mail brings two rejects with comments from Talebones (43 days) and Flesh & Blood (23 days).

February 18, 2004

Paging Magnus the Robot Fighter

You've got to be intrigued by a robot whose demonstration modes include Kung Fu. I can already see the cats, having their collective little heart attacks.

February 16, 2004

Lost

I hate federal holidays (well, when I don't get the day off). No mail, which is a bad thing, despite my love-hate relationship with the stuff. It's just got so much promise.

Saw the high-larious and adorable Lost in Translation over the weekend (see, DVDs; that's a good reason to keep the TV). Most excellent and if you haven't seen it, I urge you to stop what you're doing and go get a copy. Rent it, buy it, steal it, whatever. Made me simultaneously want to go to Japan and be rather nervous about actually going to Japan. Not the taking up with Scarlett Johansson part, the rest of it, the culture shock extreme. But still.

Recent Read: The wafer-thin Alan Moore's Writing For Comics. Had two parts, the meat of it written a year or two after finishing The Watchmen, the afterword written 15 years later just for this edition. Part one gives lots of advice on how handle all sort of things (stories, worlds, scripts, transitions, etc etc). Part two says, "y'know, every rule I listed in part 1 can be broken." Very amusing, and a good read.

February 15, 2004

TV Soon To Be Even Easier To Quit

Well, y'know, when they keep cancelling shows I like, it's just that much easier to stop watching. And the new stuff doesn't hold me: not at all interested in the new Battlestar Galactica series, so that's not going to do it for me. At least they're giving Angel a chance to wrap up properly. Hope they take advantage of it. Either that or give UPN a call.

February 13, 2004

Happy Tridecaphobian Day!

Next one doesn't come around until August, so make the most of it, 'kay? Today brings a 9 day personal rejection from Ideomancer. I guess they are all caught up on their slush. Good for them!

If you read Gaiman's blog, you might've seen this: an eBay auction for a Dibbuk haunted Jewish wine cabinet. The auction's closed, but the listing does provide some interesting details worth reading.

Oh, that's right. I've discovered that this year I'll pass another big milestone of age you can have in this country: to be old enough to run for President. But unlike Jason, I'm not that mournful. Frankly I'd rather go put on a bathing suit made from carpet tacks before taking a dip in the rubbing alcohol pool than run for the Oval Office. Still, it's a milestone. Now all that remains is making it to the precious precious senior citizen's discount. Woo!

February 12, 2004

Lousy Kryptonite

Zap! Pow! Ouch! It's a six-month personal rejection from Path of the Bold (sequel antho to Path of the Just), putting the kibosh on a sequel to "Evening with the Minotaur." Made first and second cut, but couldn't pull it off in the end. Well, phooey. Now I have to decide between sticking it in a drawer or filing off the serials of the Silver Age Universe to try selling it elsewhere.

Admittedly, this would be more painful if it wasn't for the fact the publisher (that's publisher, not the editor, the excellent Mr. Lowder) is already late with payment for "Evening." Now it's time to limp back to my secret lair and plot my next move.

February 11, 2004

Ah, Mail

Got my contributor's copy of the Book of Dark Wisdom, containing my Cthulhaiku (also less interesting things, like bills and junk). Ah, mail. Sometimes it makes me sad you only arrive once a day. But not today.

Ooh. Good line for next week's Angel: "You're a wee little puppet man!" (Spike, to wee little puppet Angel).

February 09, 2004

Who'd Watch These Watchmen?

(Click the poster for a bigger image.)

Okay, I like John Cusack as Night Owl. I think Mel Gibson would be inspired casting for the Comedian (also acceptable, Dennis Miller, set on maximum smirk), and Ed Harris would add the right level of gravity for Dr. Manhattan, even painted blue. But Ralph Fiennes? Michael Douglas? Can't see them playing straight superhero drama, unless it'd been campified. And what about Sally Jupiter?

Calm down. Yes, this is all theoretical. But just up to a point. Question is, are we talking faithful like the X-Men movies, or "faithful" like the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen? The second's much more likely, so I'm not terribly optimistic.

Little else to report. Spent Sunday painting the dining room, which was amusing. Lots of molding (crown and chair rail), so we used up quite a bit of tape trying to keep from dribbling on it. Mostly successful, and it looks nice. We're getting some furniture in there this coming weekend, which will be lovely. It's just been a big empty, that and the living room. I'm sure the pizza guys think we don't have any furniture, since both those rooms face front and have a whole lot of nothing in them. But soon, no more.

Yes, yes, that's why we buy furniture for mostly ceremonial rooms: so strangers at the door won't think we were sitting on milk crates in the rest of the house.

Currently Reading: The Grand Complication, by Allen Kurzweil.

February 07, 2004

Brute

Another response: 19 day short say-nothing e-jection from Brutarian.

Currently home alone, since Lisa's gone over to a friend's house. So I find myself surfing through the news section of Unexplained Mysteries. Why? It's a mystery. Some recent stories of interest include:

For details on that last, take a look at NASA's Deep Impact site. Wonder if this will be affected by Bush's new space plans?

February 06, 2004

BRAAAIINNSSS!

For you closet George A. Romero fans, I give you the Zombie Infection Simulator. Watch as tiny swarms of zombies become big clusters of zombies, just standing around, as every human is inevitably, er, zombified. Or if you prefer to fight back, there's also a SWAT Team version and a one with a tactical nuclear strike option (also comes with an automatic body count). Big fun. Also illustrates how important it is that if zombies are discovered nearby, you get out of town immediately. Enclosed spaces will not be your friend.

Also in the mail: a 323 day rejection from Fantastic, containing the already-heard news that they're overstocked and closed to subs until 2005ish. Got it.

February 05, 2004

Yo Ho Ho, Ripper!

Hmm.

1997:           2004:

From vampire-battling librarian to singing pirate in a few short years. Think he can get a part in Pirates of the Caribbean II: The Wrath of Barbossa?

February 04, 2004

Late

Another day, another dinar. Did my third library instruction class in three days, and I've got another one Friday. A long week, but I've discovered you can hold college students' attention (attentions?) if you use a word that they're not expecting to hear a librarian use. For example: suck. It works well. Sample sentence:

"Our new ILL system will let you get your articles in PDF format from your home computer, but if you've only got a dialup connection, the download time is going to seriously suck."
For some reason they all wake right up when I say this. Must be a reflex leftover from high school.

Got some writing done today (my new successful approach appears to be a scene at a time), but I've still got a long way to go on this story. Cracked 5k words and looks like I'm only halfway there. Angel was good but sad, and now it's late and I'm tired. Oh, great. And now I'm hungry.

February 02, 2004

Brought To You By Focusin

Brought to you by FocusinMy, doesn't he look wide awake? This is the cover of a children's book (booklet, really) I found in the library's processing room. No, we didn't spend money on it; it was a gift from some kind soul. There's nothing particularly funny about the book, although I must note that is published by the makers of Adderall, an ADHD treatment drug (which, like all of them, are made with amphetamines). This child has obviously been taking his medication. Wow. No, we probably won't be adding it to our collection, I'm happy to say, although it is in the collections of six other libraries worldwide. So it's not too late.

Two, yes, two rejections today! A 7 day reject from F&SF, and an 81 day rejection from Realms O'Fantasy. Keep 'em coming, editors, or I'll resort to desperate measures.

We also have a couple other writerly links of interest: All About Rejection and the Average Day of a Writer, Illustrated.

Finally, while General Beauregard Lee did not see his shadow this morning, I think it's fair to say no one does when it's 34 degrees and raining. Of course that's only for my neck of the woods. For your own spring forecast, check with your own local groundhog.

February 01, 2004

Attention Mr. And Ms. WFC And All The Ships At Sea

Hey, anyone who's been to WFC in the past, I need some advice. Simply stated, is there anything going on the first and last days of the convention? Or, to put it another way, if you had to use one of those days as a travel day, which would it be? Thank you. I promise not to mention the con again until May.

Currently Reading: After abandoning the brick of Quicksilver, I'm going with something a little zippier: Think Like A Dinosaur.