"You're not falling, Astrid. You're flying."

[greygirlbeast]

A day of relief and some small bit of rejoicing yesterday, as we learned that we got the apartment near the Armory district in Providence that we were hoping we'd get. It is very, very good to know, again, where we will be sleeping two months from now. We plan to leave Atlanta, probably, on Friday, May 30th, and arrive at the new place on June 1st, just about the time the movers arrive with our furniture. It's a wonderful apartment, in a building dating back to 1875. This is the move I wanted to make in 2002, when we landed in Atlanta, instead, so it feels like some long-delayed goal has been achieved. Our five (going on six) years in Atlanta have not been a total waste, just awfully close to a total waste, and I'll be glad to be shed of this city. Of course, now we have less than six weeks remaining to pack everything.

Byron will be driving up with us, to drive Spooky's car while she drives the van that will transport more fragile belongings (fossils, computers, Hubero, framed pictures, etc.) that we don't trust to the movers. It's good to know we won't be on the road alone. He'll take a plane back (though we have hopes that Providence will seduce him, as well).

A decent writing day yesterday, though it took me forever, or so it felt, to get started. I did 1,131 words on Chapter One of The Red Tree. As for the footnotes vs. endnotes thing, I think I have (after many comments from readers) come down on the side of footnotes. We'll see how it goes when I finish this chapter and backtrack to add them in, see if footnotes look and feel right.

Email yesterday from Frank Woodward of Wyrd Co., to let me know that the editing on the documentary, H. P. Lovecraft: Fear of the Unknown, is finished, and wanting to know if I'd like to be one of the first to see it. Of course, I said yes. And I cannot recall, offhand, who it was, back during the medical/dental crisis of February who bought letter "L" of Tales from the Woeful Platypus (plus Beanie platypus #4), and for whom I promised a letter "L" limerick, but I apologize for not having gotten around to it yet. Yesterday, Spooky shoved the Beanie platypus at me and threatened death if I did not take care of this. So. It's on the list for this weekend, promise, and I thank you for your patience. Spooky has decided, by the way, that there shall be no more eBay until after the move.

Last night, Byron came over for the premiere of Series Four of Doctor Who, and I thought it was a very excellent episode, indeed (of course, UK folks saw it about three weeks ago, I guess). A good start, though I would so have loved Astrid to have become the new companion, if we can't have Sally Sparrow or Martha Jones. I was not, however, impressed with the The Sarah Jane Adventures. Maybe if I were twelve. But the new episode of Battlestar Galactica was also quite good, with a nice tummy punch there at the end. Byron did not stay for BSG, as he still holds a grudge against the SFC for canceling Farcscape, and says that Doctor Who is one thing, since it's actually produced by the BBC, but BSG is another. I hold the grudge, as well, but fell in love with BSG on DVD and couldn't help myself. Later in the night, some good rp in Second Life.

Someone got me thinking that today was Darwin Day, when, in fact, Darwin Day was February 12th (his birthday). Today is actually the date of his death in 1882. However, since I missed Darwin day this year, I shall recognise it today:



I can indeed hardly see how anyone ought to wish Christianity to be true; for if so the plain language of the text seems to show that the men who do not believe, and this would include my Father, Brother, and almost all my best friends, will be everlastingly punished. And this is a damnable doctrine.

—— Charles Darwin, from Autobiography (1958, edited by Darwin's granddaughter, Emma Barlow)

Comments

[wolven.livejournal.com]

That was a Harsh gut-punch, too. I was literally speechless, there...

Side note, I've been encountering the name "Astrid," a whole lot lately.

"You're not falling Astrid. You're flying."

[kazdreamer.livejournal.com]

Love that quote from the Astrid/Titanic special... *sigh* Made me cry.

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[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Love that quote from the Astrid/Titanic special... *sigh* Made me cry.

Well, I didn't actually cry, but it struck a nerve.

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[kazdreamer.livejournal.com]

Well, I wasn't full-on sobbing... ;)

[sfmarty.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on the apartment!! I have the new Dr Who on the Tivo and will watch it later, perhaps tonight. As for BSG, the thought of it makes me tired. Perhaps in a year or so. Netflix is my friend (and addiction)

[derekcfpegritz.livejournal.com]

I just realized something: since you're moving up to Providence, I'll probably run into you there sometime this summer, as some friends of mine and I are finally making the "Lovecraft Pilgrimage." Plus, if Nyarlathotep plays the Lovecraft Film Festival this year...things'll get interesting in the ol' town!

[sovay]

we got the apartment near the Armory district in Providence that we were hoping we'd get.

Mazel tov!

[scrnwrtinghack.livejournal.com]

Congrats on finding a place! Dunno if it's near Pearl St in Providence, if it is, it's the same building my bro and his gf are moving into at the beginning of next month.

[iko.livejournal.com]

Actually, "Voyage of the Damned" was the Christmas special, so the folks in the UK saw it more like four months ago. I liked it! I definitely wears its influences (Poseidon Adventure) on its sleeve. Season Four properly kicks off next week, just shy of three weeks after the UK airing. Thank goodness! I don't mind the delay in airings, but I do mind the bad timing of the different shows. This caused some problematic continuity problems between Season 1 *Torchwood* and *Doctor Who* Season 3 in the US last year.

[tinkbell.livejournal.com]

Congratulations! The Armory district was where I first lived in Providence, on Hudson St. There's a sweet community garden in the area, and a tiny park on Bell Street nearby (off Broadway), which also has a little Unitarian chapel (I like it so much that I thought for a moment of joining, even though i'm in agreement with Darwin. The chapel has inscriptions written in brass tacks on the huge leather doors, a shell collection, and desolate or sublime scenic paintings. It was called a "church without a people" when it was built, by an art dealer, Mr Eddy, who was also called an atheist and infidel. A good friend of mine played Messiaen's Quartet for the End of Time there recently. Also, you are near to La Lupita on Olneyville Square; there are tacos with soft corn tortillas and avocado for $1.50, and it's owned by a very sweet family.

[deekskusting.livejournal.com]

Been a bit backlogged with projects meself. Finally getting around to a little catching up. Glad to hear the Project To Leave The South And Reside In More Fitting Surroundings is working out. I think you're going to feel so much more comfortable and at ease in New England.