swallow magnets, bury the rapture
Nov. 12th, 2006 11:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Dreamsick again this morning. Nightmares that seemed to go on for weeks and weeks according to that perfect internal dream clock of mine, weeks of dread. But, of course, the longest bits could not have lasted more than an hour or two, if I judge them by waking time. I am encouraged to believe that waking time has a greater objective reality that dreamtime. So. My five and a half minutes nightmares. Small on the outside, vast on the inside. Space and time having the relationship they do, and knowing the way people are perfectly willing to acknowledge the subjective nature of time, it makes me wonder why so many insist that perceptions of space are somehow more concrete. If time can "fly," why not space? If time can "drag by," why not space? Written down, that makes a lot less sense than it did when I was only thinking it. Never mind.
No writing yesterday. I spent about an hour typing up the corrections to the galleys of Tales from the Woeful Platypus, e-mailed them to subpress, and then...I choose to conclude that the tedium of typing corrections (omit comma, add comma, change hypen to em-dash, change two to too, etc, and etc. and etc.) distracted me. It's not the truth, but it will have to make do. How can there possibly be 17,600 Google hits for Tales from the Woeful Platypus. That's just weird.
The cold weather is back. Well, no. It just seems that way to me. The cooler weather is back. The trees are quickly shedding their colours. I meant to go for a long walk yesterday, but we stepped outside and immediately it began to rain. Falling sky, but in no way cataclysmic and useful, only an inconvenience to drive me back indoors. No long walks in the rain, not so near the fever. The sun's back today, but it's coldish out there, and the sky is too blue for me. November is racing past. It's almost Jethro Tull weather. And not too very long until Solstice and Cephalopodmas and also Global Orgasm Day. Note that Cephalopodmas gets only 543 hits from Google.
To be fair, having recently kvetched about the real or only imagined exodus from LJ to the gaudy confusion of MySpace, and the recent scarcity of comments here, I should also note that MySpace blogs seem, on the whole, to attract even fewer comments. Maybe that's just not what MySpace is about. I do not claim to understand these things.
Chris Ewen (Future Bible Heroes) called Spooky yesterday and they talked a long time, catching up. Also, word is that the long-awaited Hidden Variables album will be along fairly soon. Songs written by Neil Gaiman, Peter Straub, Daniel Handler (Lemony Snicket), a host of others, etc., and even me. I'm supposed to be getting an mp3 of "Twelve Nights After" sometime this week so I can hear what marvels Chris has worked upon it. One of the old Death's Little Sister murder ballads, only it's just my lyrics with new music (by Chris). I expect to be delighted.
I saw Scooby Doo (2002) last night. What a sad mess of a film. I knew there was a reason I hadn't bothered with it.
I must go try to write now. Have a look at the eBay auctions. Unique things. Things you need. Bid. The baleful, bloodshot eyes of the platypus compel you. Resistance is so 1993.
No writing yesterday. I spent about an hour typing up the corrections to the galleys of Tales from the Woeful Platypus, e-mailed them to subpress, and then...I choose to conclude that the tedium of typing corrections (omit comma, add comma, change hypen to em-dash, change two to too, etc, and etc. and etc.) distracted me. It's not the truth, but it will have to make do. How can there possibly be 17,600 Google hits for Tales from the Woeful Platypus. That's just weird.
The cold weather is back. Well, no. It just seems that way to me. The cooler weather is back. The trees are quickly shedding their colours. I meant to go for a long walk yesterday, but we stepped outside and immediately it began to rain. Falling sky, but in no way cataclysmic and useful, only an inconvenience to drive me back indoors. No long walks in the rain, not so near the fever. The sun's back today, but it's coldish out there, and the sky is too blue for me. November is racing past. It's almost Jethro Tull weather. And not too very long until Solstice and Cephalopodmas and also Global Orgasm Day. Note that Cephalopodmas gets only 543 hits from Google.
To be fair, having recently kvetched about the real or only imagined exodus from LJ to the gaudy confusion of MySpace, and the recent scarcity of comments here, I should also note that MySpace blogs seem, on the whole, to attract even fewer comments. Maybe that's just not what MySpace is about. I do not claim to understand these things.
Chris Ewen (Future Bible Heroes) called Spooky yesterday and they talked a long time, catching up. Also, word is that the long-awaited Hidden Variables album will be along fairly soon. Songs written by Neil Gaiman, Peter Straub, Daniel Handler (Lemony Snicket), a host of others, etc., and even me. I'm supposed to be getting an mp3 of "Twelve Nights After" sometime this week so I can hear what marvels Chris has worked upon it. One of the old Death's Little Sister murder ballads, only it's just my lyrics with new music (by Chris). I expect to be delighted.
I saw Scooby Doo (2002) last night. What a sad mess of a film. I knew there was a reason I hadn't bothered with it.
I must go try to write now. Have a look at the eBay auctions. Unique things. Things you need. Bid. The baleful, bloodshot eyes of the platypus compel you. Resistance is so 1993.
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Date: 2006-11-12 05:10 pm (UTC)Great. You get a comment about "Scooby Doo." ;-)
Date: 2006-11-12 05:25 pm (UTC)I hope you have more Invader Zim waiting to get the Scooby Doo out of your head.
Now to comment on you-stuff:
When did you have a chance to write that song? And how will Hidden Variables be made available -- on-line sales, or will it hit stores? I'll admit I'd like to hear more of your poetry and songwriting, so I was wondering how much (if any) of that you've done in the past few years.
And I don't claim to understand MySpace, either. It's certainly not a welcoming place to me.
Re: Great. You get a comment about "Scooby Doo." ;-)
Date: 2006-11-12 05:30 pm (UTC)When did you have a chance to write that song? And how will Hidden Variables be made available -- on-line sales, or will it hit stores? I'll admit I'd like to hear more of your poetry and songwriting, so I was wondering how much (if any) of that you've done in the past few years
"Twelve Nights After" is an old Death's Little Sister song. I wrote it in August 1996, I think. I've not written any songs or poetry recently. I wish I had time to, though. As for The Hidden Variable, I suspect it'll be sold online and in stores. But I don't know exactly how Chris is going to handle the distribution.
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Date: 2006-11-12 05:44 pm (UTC)Clearly you need a Legion of Substitute Caitlins, like the Legion of Substitute Neils that Mr. Gaiman has.
I don't know exactly how Chris is going to handle the distribution.
But he'll tell you eventually and he'll get the word out other ways and we'll be able to find it and it'll work. Maybe you'll wind up with copies to auction off, like with Our Thoughts Make Spirals in Their World (which I have).
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Date: 2006-11-12 06:20 pm (UTC)I don't know if space can drag by, but it can be dragged.
Every time I see that cartoon Network is showing a new Scooby Doo "movie" I want to shake humanity by its collective throat and yell "There's already enough Scooby Doo in the Universe! Stop making more!"
And this is why I don't comment more often.
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Date: 2006-11-12 06:22 pm (UTC)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, it has to be the strangest title for a book
in centuries. I guess word got around and curiosity
did the rest :)
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Date: 2006-11-12 07:36 pm (UTC)Space in Drag
Date: 2006-11-12 07:48 pm (UTC)Re: Space in Drag
Date: 2006-11-12 08:02 pm (UTC)I *meant* to say, I think that does make sense. I'm going to throw in my own bit of forteana here, feel free to label me a raving maniac:
About 15 years ago, I got on a bus which usually took me downtown in half an hour -sometimes the driver was in a wild hurry and managed to make it in twenty minutes. But that day, I looked at my watch as I climbed up, got to my destination and when I was climbing down checked the time again and, I swear, it was just three minutes after I got up! Damn, I've heard of missing time, but this is the other way around! No dumb aliens or stuff, just... acceleration. I got there with lots of spare time, the time in my watch was right btw... I've thought that it was maybe a twisting of both time and space. Or maybe I'm just nuts, who knows. But, if something went awry there, time couldn't have gotten distorted without space being affected as well, now could it?
Re: Space in Drag
Date: 2006-11-12 08:21 pm (UTC)There you go.
I have a morbid fear of both lost and gained time, personally. Sometimes, it drives Spooky nuts.
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Date: 2006-11-12 08:21 pm (UTC)I don't know if space can drag by, but it can be dragged.
Drad...
Re: Space in Drag
Date: 2006-11-12 08:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-12 09:42 pm (UTC)I'm just sad they cut almost all of the lesbian Velma subtext. If it was going to be a frightening hodgepodge of disconnected plot elements, the least it could do was be a wee bit subversive...
Re: Space in Drag
Date: 2006-11-12 09:42 pm (UTC)Wonder if you have also set up an statistic for the average entry number for drag-trackings in Google! :-D
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Date: 2006-11-12 10:33 pm (UTC)I will look forward to this. Are there recordings of you performing the song as well?
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Date: 2006-11-12 10:41 pm (UTC)There are, though they are rare and all on cassette.
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Date: 2006-11-12 11:20 pm (UTC)MySpace makes me break out in hives, as it should any sane and rational being.
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Date: 2006-11-12 11:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 12:25 am (UTC)http://futurebibleheroes.com/news.html
There's some news from the last update, back in September. I didn't ask Chris about distribution, but I will do so soon.
space time?
Date: 2006-11-13 03:07 am (UTC)the revelations and/or musings that we conjure up in our own languages (the personal language that each of us "speaks" within our own minds that rarely translates to perfect english) are so very mind-blowing and earth-shaking that properly articulating them would devastate every metaphysical "certainty" in existence to date.
i get the same thing when i try to explain why certain branches of existentialism correlate so well with zen buddhism, but i digress.
"Resistance is so 1993."
perhaps, but the revolution will, in fact, be televised. http//:www.history.com/revolution (note that this is not as entertaining as it initially sounds, but i get a kick out of the fact that the show is simply entitled "Revolution.")
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Date: 2006-11-13 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 08:25 am (UTC)MySpace is the "e-Whore of Babylon," doll, as I say in my own patch of land over there. It's like this black hole that bends light back into itself but tricks you for a moment into thinking the light might escape.
As for Scooby, I have a friend who was a stunt guy on that film (I have lots of friends who are fight choreographers and such), and he said they'd filmed an almost entirely different film -- one far more adult and sarcastic, where Thelma confesses her love to Daphne -- but the studio flipped out because they started to realize that kids were going to be the primary audience. So -- DAMN! -- they reshot most of it with a new script. No wonder YouTube is so popular!
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Date: 2006-11-14 01:28 am (UTC)I still need a copy of "Call of Cthulhu".
Have you seen "The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra"?