What the Goldfinch Told the Coyote.

[greygirlbeast]

Well, the good news is that I've not perished of this blasted bug, and that I finally seem to have pretty much recovered, aside from a persistent cough. The bad news is that I've been trying to begin a new piece for Sirenia Digest #27 since Wednesday, and have yet to make any notable progress. And the month is fading. Quickly. I like to think that there is some alternative universe where people have learned to live without deadlines.

The day is grey and rainy. Cold. Spooky says it's like winter in Portland (OR). I wouldn't know, as I have never been there, and I assume she would know, as she lived there from September 1996 to October 1999. Regardless, it's a decidedly unpleasant sort of day out there.

Not having gotten much of anything written the last few days, there really isn't a whole lot in the way of news. Mostly, I've been reading the Osborn biography, watching movies and Season Three of Angel, and enjoying food I've been unable to chew the last few months. Tuesday night we watched both Tony Gilroy's Micheal Clayton and Ridley Scott's American Gangster. I liked both quite a lot, but while Michael Clayton demonstrates a wonderful sort of quiet, cold desperation (and has Tilda Swinton), I loved American Gangster more. Russell Crowe gets me almost every time. But yeah, not much else. I haven't really left the house since the evening of the 15th.

The eBay auctions continue. My thanks to everyone who has bid or who plans on bidding.

Today, of course, is the 83rd anniversary of the birth of Edward St. John Gorey.

Comments

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Happy Birthday, to Mr Gorey.

I'm glad to hear you're feeling better, and I hope that the cough disappears, soon.

I'd been wanting to see Michael Clayton, but never got around to it, for some reason. The same thing's happened with There Will Be Blood and El Orfanato... Really need to correct those.

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

The day is grey and rainy. Cold. Spooky says it's like winter in Portland (OR).

and today its bright and sunny with no east wind here in the Portland area. But rain is expected!

[sclerotic-rings.livejournal.com]

I'm wondering if I met Spooky when she was in Portland, because I was there at about the same time. I don't know if she met me, but she probably definitely heard me: my raucous squawk was quite prominently heard in the Powell's Books flagship store from time to time.

[humglum.livejournal.com]

Hrm. I do not think we met, though we probably crossed paths at Powell's on more than one occasion. I used to go to the Burnside and Hawthorne locations at least twice a week each, as both were easy walk/bus ride from my apartment on SE 14th.

[sclerotic-rings.livejournal.com]

Probably. I was on SW 16th, literally next to Lincoln High School, and my ex-wife worked for Powell's for a year in the mail order department. Myself, the job that brought me out there was at the now-long-defunct White Horse Studios at 16th and Alder, but most of my time out that way was spent in SE, either ransacking Excalibur Comics (okay, so I was weak back then) or the Reptile Room on the edge of Clackamas. I tried to stay away from the Hawthorne Powell's: the flagship store was dangerous enough.

Thought upon completing MURDER OF ANGELS

[timesygn.livejournal.com]

"What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it." - J.D. Salinger, CATCHER IN THE RYE, ch. 3

Re: Thought upon completing MURDER OF ANGELS

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

"What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it." - J.D. Salinger, CATCHER IN THE RYE, ch. 3

Thank you. I needed that today.

Re: Thought upon completing MURDER OF ANGELS

[sclerotic-rings.livejournal.com]

I second that for Threshold. I'm almost done, and the highest compliment I can pay any writer these days is that I want to finish a novel instead of going back to the nonfiction. This is good enough that I'm desperately fighting sleep to read it, and this means that I'm getting about two to three hours of sleep per night. Oh, it's really good and addictive.

Of course, I'm slightly biased. Back fifteen years ago, I fell madly in love with a woman almost exactly like Dancy, physically and temperamentally, but I think I was a little too intense for her at the time. (This was back when my hair was black and down to my waist, I still had the nose stud, and a ridiculous pair of Mad Max motorcycle boots, so I scared just about everyone without intending to do so.) I don't know where she is these days, but I hope she's doing well.

Re: Thought upon completing MURDER OF ANGELS

[wolven.livejournal.com]

You... I don't even know what to call what you just did...

You meta-captured my mood... You did it twice...

Wow. And Yes.

[kambriel.livejournal.com]

Today, of course, is the 83rd anniversary of the birth of Edward St. John Gorey.

Speaking of which, just want to make sure you and Spooky see this:
http://kambriel.livejournal.com/140984.html?view=2141112#t2141112

Hope you can come!

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Hope you can come!

I have, thank you, and we are thinking about it. But I don't want to commit, as things are so crazy right now. Regardless, it sounds wonderful.

[kambriel.livejournal.com]

There's definitely time, so hopefully things will smooth out by then, or you'll just want to get away for an afternoon (you're also welcome to sleep here overnight if that helps, and maybe I can show off my favourite fabric store to Spooky).

Fingers crossed ~ it would be lovely if you could come! :)