Dawn of the Cycads

[greygirlbeast]

I think I have a "classical-punk-jazz-car-wreck music" hangover, and I didn't even have any alcohol last night. In fact, I'm pretty sure there's a large enantiornithine lodged in my windpipe. I keep coughing up feathers.

Maybe they're only protofeathers.

But at least I'm not trapped at the human tar pit of the San Diego ComicCon. Thank holy fuck all and Panthelassa for small fucking mercies. Twitter has made the fact of the SDCC very "in your face" this year. My film agent called me from SDCC yesterday afternoon, and I couldn't hear a word he said. So, he's calling back next week.

Yesterday, work that will soon be revealed on the website. More promotional stuff for The Red Tree, and it's actually rather fun, putting these peculiar artifacts and metafictional gewgaws together. Plus, I got to spend half the day reading about werewolves, and the idiots who actually believe they are alive and well in Michigan and Wisconsin. I file that sort with flat-earthers, and the poor fucks who think the moon landings were hoaxed, and creationists, and so forth. But they do make for good copy. With luck, there will be a new page up at The Red Tree site this evening, helping to appease the fearsome hunger of the Tree. Only eleven days remaining until The Red Tree's street date.

Which brings me to the rather special eBay auction I mentioned yesterday. An ARC (advance-reading copy) of the novel, plus the first page of Charles Harvey's manuscript that Sarah Crowe discovers in the old Royal typewriter. Which will appear as a prop in the short film/book trailer. This is one of those ultimate CRK collectibles, I suspect. Certainly one of a kind. So, have a look.

And I should repeat that we now have snazzy T-shirts for the posse:

The Red Tree t-shirt by Humglum. Check it out at Ziraxia t shirts!

Last night, we braved the torrential downpour that swept across much of New England to see Bird Songs of the Mesozoic with sovay and ericmvan. We met for dinner at the Trinity Brew Pub, then walked to AS220 for the show. Oh, we were accosted by some asshole moron of a drunkard on the way, and from now on I do not leave the House without a shotgun and a bloodthirsty Rottweiler. But the show was great. I do wish alcohol got along better with my meds, because I really wanted to drink. But, no. I was good. Oh, and I spotted someone in a Stiff Kitten T-shirt, which was jarring, but cool.

Someone out there needs to petition BPAL to do a series of scents inspired by my books. I can smell the red tree so clearly. Oak moss, patchouli, a faint hint of vanilla, a fainter hint of apple. Something like that, earthy with the suggestion of sweet. Anyway, says the platypus, wrap it up. Meanwhile, Feed the Tree

Comments

[mizliz13.livejournal.com]

Just emailed BPAL. I'm feelin' the hype.

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Just emailed BPAL. I'm feelin' the hype.

Thank you. Now, if only a thousand more would follow your example.

[alumiere.livejournal.com]

will do, but first a question; will you be doing this on behalf of a charity (neil's are for cbldf)? perhaps even a charity that has to do with your particular interests or issues - they love that sort of thing

and if BPAL isn't interested right now, there's also starborn alchemy (they did scents for yuki_onna's palimpset set)

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

will do, but first a question; will you be doing this on behalf of a charity (neil's are for cbldf)? perhaps even a charity that has to do with your particular interests or issues - they love that sort of thing

Sure. I'd have to settle on a charity, but sure. That would be very cool.

[humglum.livejournal.com]

Sure. I'd have to settle on a charity, but sure. That would be very cool.

You know me, I'd go for one feline rescue organization or another...

[mizliz13.livejournal.com]

Same here.

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

a large enantiornithine lodged in my windpipe

they are so active this time of the year, when the ferns sing and the trees move..

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

they are so active this time of the year, when the ferns sing and the trees move..

Precisely.

[timesygn.livejournal.com]

Driving home a half-hour ago along the Trans-Canada highway, I paused at a stop-light in a small hamlet on Vancouver Island. As I sat waiting for the green, a red Toyota two-door rolled by, driven by a woman who looked exactly like you.

I don't mean somewhat similar - I mean, exactly. Like. You.

You have a doppelganger on Vancouver Island. (Or else you've learned to astral project.)

Either way, congratulations.

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

I don't mean somewhat similar - I mean, exactly. Like. You.

The mothership knows better that to start in with this again.

[sovay]

In fact, I'm pretty sure there's a large enantiornithine lodged in my windpipe. I keep coughing up feathers.

I bet the band would be flattered.

Oak moss, patchouli, a faint hint of vanilla, a fainter hint of apple. Something like that, earthy with the suggestion of sweet.

BPAL produces the only perfumes I have ever wanted to wear (as well as just about the only perfumes I can wear, given that I am allergic to most commercial scents. I have, however, been spotted in public with Bluebeard on my wrists). I would wear this one. Do you know anyone affiliated with them?

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Do you know anyone affiliated with them?

Nope.

I wear their Baghdad. Love it.