Monday, May 30, 2005
The weather here turned foul yesterday — the high was only about 64F, with rain. It looks about the same today (though it's a little warmer), and the same is forecast for tomorrow. Soggy. Cold. Blegh.
Yesterday was another very frantic, productive day during which I didn't actually write. I finished with the cover for False Starts, the chapbook for Subterranean Magazine #2 (hb edition), and did the layout and editing and preface for a second chapbook, The Little Damned Book of Days, which will come free with the numbered and lettered states of To Charles Fort, With Love. There was a bunch of e-mail. I wrote a press release to accompany the ARCs of TCF,WL that are going out to books stores this week (and I loathe writing press releases; it's something I did a lot of in my twenties). I began planning the cover of The LIttle Damned Book of Days, which I probably won't work on until next weekend. I went on a tirade about people who use "mic" when they mean "mike" (the shortened form of "microphone"), how "mic" is not a frelling word, blah, blah, blah. That was yesterday. I'll try to get back to work on Chapter Four today.
Sophie seems to be doing well. We gave her her first at-home insulin shot last night, and she got her second this morning. Because this is Type B diabetes, it can't be controlled solely by diet, though we have changed her food. It's still too early to tell how this thing's going to go. Right now, I'm glad to have her back, grateful she's doing well, but it's hard to imagine this arrangement as a permanent solution.
Last night, nothing remarkable. More Rise of the Kasai, To Kill a Mockingbird, and The Silmarillion. Oh, I also read The Secret Art of Dr. Seuss. I watched Run Silent, Run Deep on TCM, my second favorite submarine movie after Das Boot.
Okay. Here's a link that made me laugh until I was slightly ill. That way, you can't say I'm all doom and hrumph. It should be especially amusing to those of you who, like me, hold tentacles near and dear do your hearts. And, also, I've been meaning to thank the anonymous kind soul who sent me the iPod for my birthday. I am now stuffing it with mp3s. Only 469 so far, with 15.5 gigs still available. Already, I've imported everything by NIN, Kate Bush, The Crüxshadows, VNV Nation, The Decemberists, and a bunch of weird stuff that I write to frequently. I have, predictably, named her Moya, and will also be using her to back up my iBook's hd. So, thanks.
And don't forget, an ARC of TCF,WL is now up on eBay.
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