"Leave a light on in the night for me..."

[greygirlbeast]

Yesterday, after sitting in this chair for several hours, I found a new story, and I wrote a few, precious words on a new piece titled "Teratophobia." Hopefully, today will go well.

Subterranean Press has announced the upcoming release, in June 2010, of The Ammonite Violin & Others and is now taking pre-orders.

This will, by the way, be my seventh collection of short fiction since 2000. Well, unless I count Frog Toes and Tentacles and Tales from the Woeful Platypus, and I suppose I ought to, in which case this will be my ninth. Yesterday, I sat down and tried to tally all my short fiction publications to date, and arrived at an approximate total of 159 stories (since 1993). I am tempted to ask how that's even possible, but I already know the answer. At any rate, that's an average of 9.3 a year. Though, in truth, something like half of them have been written since I began Sirenia Digest in December 2004. In fact, I realized yesterday that the next piece I write for the Digest will be the 70th story I've written for it.

It's no wonder I hardly ever leave the house.

Also, speaking of Subterranean Press, the Fall 2009 issue of Subterranean includes my story "The Belated Burial":



Did I mention it's free?

I'm still waiting on my agent's verdict regarding the Blood Oranges proposal.

Last night, after dinner, Spooky and I had Surra and Shaharrazad (respectively) out in the Eastern Plaguelands, slowly wending our way along the hellish avenues of Stratholme, and we were nearing the end of the dungeon, when the instance server had some sort of seizure and went down. Yes, it was annoying. Now, we have to fight our way through all those ghouls, banshees, warlocks, and whatnot all over again. Anyway, later on, we watched Rian Johnson's The Brothers Bloom (2008). Previously, I'd been impressed by Johnson's 2005 film, Brick. In The Brothers Bloom we see the promise of Brick brought to fruition. The Brothers Bloom is an utterly adorable, wonderful, and witty film, one of the best I've seen this year. There's also a sort of Ulysses (more James Joyce than Homer) undercurrent that I've not yet completely worked out. Strongly, strongly recommended, this film.

Here are some photos I took yesterday, during the walk Spooky and I had after the blog entry, but before the writing:













All Photographs Copyright © 2009 by Caitlín R. Kiernan.

Comments

[galdrin.livejournal.com]

Love the photos. It's amazing what the mind finds fascinating. I stumble across the most amazing things - odd, off-the-wall types of things that capture my imagination and sense of beauty.

[robyn-ma.livejournal.com]

'The Brothers Bloom is an utterly adorable, wonderful, and witty film, one of the best I've seen this year.'

But...but it has no squids having sex with robots while Tilda nods approvingly.

Also: 'adorable'?

Who are you, and what have you done with Caitlín?

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

piece titled "Teratophobia."

because my eyes are still gummy, I thought it was Tetraphobia, and felt that a tankfull of those shiny leetle fishies was terrify in a big way.

[catconley.livejournal.com]

I really liked how you wrapped up the medical terms in with the rest of the prose in "The Belated Burial" during Brylee's meal scene. There was a cool contrast between the sciencespeak and the rest of the prose, but the contrast wasn't disruptive to the flow of the story or the sentences at all - they enhanced each other I think. It was really well done. I don't know if I'm making any sense right now or now (I am woefully under caffeinated) so at any rate, thanks and great story.

[sovay]

the Fall 2009 issue of Subterranean includes my story "The Belated Burial"

I am very fond of that one. I look forward someday to a book of yellow-house stories.

I love the maple leaves and the late fall rose.