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greygirlbeastAn oddly long and full day yesterday. Which is good. Generally, I like my days to seem long, and I prefer them full.
I wrote 1,560 words on "The Yellow Alphabet" (for Sirenia Digest #56), making my way from F through H. Today, there's I through K to contend with. They are not the worst of the lot. That's usually Q. And X. But they are among the worst. Alphabetical thugs, if you will.
I wrote until sometime after five p.m., at which point Spooky ordered me to get dressed, and informed me that we were going to the shore. The summer's been weird, what with one thing and another, and I know it's not been going quite right when there's not sand upon the bedroom floor or in the bed. So, we drove down to South County. After leaving the highway, we followed Succotash Road, past the vast salt marshes bordering Point Judith Pond, down to East Matunuck Beach. The area's more touristy than we usually go for, but it was nearing sunset when we arrived and most of the tourists had left the beach for dinner. And it is a fine beach. You don't get many long sandy beaches in Rhode Island. I watched the waves and gulls, listened to the inhalation and exhalations of the rising tide, felt the chilly wind all about. Spooky waded in the surf, and then sat on the sand and made an effigy of Great Sandthulu. We watched the Block Island Ferry depart from Galilee, headed south, bound for the island. We stayed almost until dark, about 8 p.m. I wanted to stay longer, but the wind was growing cold enough our ears were beginning to ache. There are photos below, behind the cut.
We grabbed a quick dinner from the Subway on Westminster.
Back home, I did something I've not done since April 14th. I went into Second Life and roleplayed in Insilico. My thanks to Hibiki for encouraging me to come back, and my thanks to Fifth, Molly, Aemeth, and Dr. Faith (and Jake) for some very excellent rp last night. It looks like the Xiangs (or at least 1.5) may be back for a spell. It was something I've been needing.
And here are the photos from yesterday. I should wrap this up. The mothmen are getting antsy:
East Matunuck Beach, view to the west.
East Matunuck Beach, view to the east, towards Jerusalem and the jetty.
Portrait of the Author as a Beachcomber.
The Great Sandthulu!
Me messing around with the camera. Still, I think it came out rather nicely.
View to the west, the sun setting over the dunes.
Oh, and look. Sméagol, gripping the cofee-table leg with his his freakishly long toes. By the way, he's not that fat. That's some weird trick of the camera.
All photographs Copyright © 2010 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac.
I wrote 1,560 words on "The Yellow Alphabet" (for Sirenia Digest #56), making my way from F through H. Today, there's I through K to contend with. They are not the worst of the lot. That's usually Q. And X. But they are among the worst. Alphabetical thugs, if you will.
I wrote until sometime after five p.m., at which point Spooky ordered me to get dressed, and informed me that we were going to the shore. The summer's been weird, what with one thing and another, and I know it's not been going quite right when there's not sand upon the bedroom floor or in the bed. So, we drove down to South County. After leaving the highway, we followed Succotash Road, past the vast salt marshes bordering Point Judith Pond, down to East Matunuck Beach. The area's more touristy than we usually go for, but it was nearing sunset when we arrived and most of the tourists had left the beach for dinner. And it is a fine beach. You don't get many long sandy beaches in Rhode Island. I watched the waves and gulls, listened to the inhalation and exhalations of the rising tide, felt the chilly wind all about. Spooky waded in the surf, and then sat on the sand and made an effigy of Great Sandthulu. We watched the Block Island Ferry depart from Galilee, headed south, bound for the island. We stayed almost until dark, about 8 p.m. I wanted to stay longer, but the wind was growing cold enough our ears were beginning to ache. There are photos below, behind the cut.
We grabbed a quick dinner from the Subway on Westminster.
Back home, I did something I've not done since April 14th. I went into Second Life and roleplayed in Insilico. My thanks to Hibiki for encouraging me to come back, and my thanks to Fifth, Molly, Aemeth, and Dr. Faith (and Jake) for some very excellent rp last night. It looks like the Xiangs (or at least 1.5) may be back for a spell. It was something I've been needing.
And here are the photos from yesterday. I should wrap this up. The mothmen are getting antsy:
East Matunuck Beach, view to the west.
East Matunuck Beach, view to the east, towards Jerusalem and the jetty.
Portrait of the Author as a Beachcomber.
The Great Sandthulu!
Me messing around with the camera. Still, I think it came out rather nicely.
View to the west, the sun setting over the dunes.
Oh, and look. Sméagol, gripping the cofee-table leg with his his freakishly long toes. By the way, he's not that fat. That's some weird trick of the camera.
All photographs Copyright © 2010 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac.
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Date: 2010-07-29 05:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-29 06:06 pm (UTC)Thanks for taking me along to the beach.
You're welcome.
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Date: 2010-07-29 05:20 pm (UTC)The rest of it just makes me want to live closer to the ocean.
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Date: 2010-07-29 06:06 pm (UTC)Your Sandthulhu reminds me of a certain madness that seized me last winter when snow hit here pretty thoroughly.
Now I'm wondering, in the kaiju matching of Sandhulu and Snowthulu, who would emerge the victor?
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Date: 2010-07-29 05:36 pm (UTC)My copy of The Ammonite Violin arrived on Monday and I am about halfway through. I love it. My favorite so far is; "The Lovesong of Lady Ratteanrufer" and I read the title story aloud to my husband last night and he was impressed by it too. You weave quite a spell with your words and I love getting drawn in by them.
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Date: 2010-07-29 06:04 pm (UTC)Love the icon.
I was at Horseneck Beach this past Sunday
I've not yet been there.
My favorite so far is; "The Lovesong of Lady Ratteanrufer"
That was an odd one for me. I'd been thinking about the "Pied Piper," which is probably very obvious. I'm pleased you like it.
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Date: 2010-07-29 06:22 pm (UTC)It is an odd little tale, but I love the idea of her having her own set of myths/realities in the private little world she lives in. It is weird, it is uniquely weird, the ideas she has built her world around, and I love that.
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Date: 2010-07-29 07:18 pm (UTC)Nice.
It is an odd little tale, but I love the idea of her having her own set of myths/realities in the private little world she lives in. It is weird, it is uniquely weird, the ideas she has built her world around, and I love that.
I think the main idea I was playing with was that in a world where old gods and old myths have been divested of their meanings, new ones will inevitably arise, if only as a coping strategy.
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Date: 2010-07-29 08:12 pm (UTC)Yes, I can see that. It also reminded me of the stories a child might tell herself to explain the world around them if no one was there to tell them other stories. Sorry, that is clumsily said and not exactly what I mean. There is something about the stories and the isolation she lives in that made me think of her as a child at first. There is something very pure about her, very innocent about the way she sees the world. I'll stop rattling on about it, you already know I love it and that was all I really needed to pester you with.
Also, Smeagol is adorable, though I am sure he is well aware of that already.
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Date: 2010-07-29 06:53 pm (UTC)I took your recommendation from many many posts ago and picked up the 1st issue of The Guild comic book; another thank you for steering me in the right direction.
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Date: 2010-07-29 07:22 pm (UTC)I took your recommendation from many many posts ago and picked up the 1st issue of The Guild comic book; another thank you for steering me in the right direction.
Always glad to make a new convert.
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Date: 2010-07-29 07:05 pm (UTC)Nice.
I like the messing around with the camera shot a lot.
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Date: 2010-07-29 07:23 pm (UTC)I like the messing around with the camera shot a lot.
I think that with some practice it could yield some very nice shots. I wish the foreground were in focus.
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Date: 2010-07-29 08:44 pm (UTC)re: horror on the carpet - but why *isn't* he that fat? Clearly you aren't feeding him enough!!! He must only be clinging on to life at all thanks to those toes.
(Jeepers. Yes, those sure are freaky monkey toes he's got.)
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Date: 2010-07-29 08:58 pm (UTC)but why *isn't* he that fat? Clearly you aren't feeding him enough!!!
Oh, we feed him. He eats like a pig.
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Date: 2010-07-29 09:14 pm (UTC)I'm the kind of person who can't have either kids or cats. I would so totally let my baby starve while I stuffed the cat full of Fishi-Meati Fla-V-R Treets(tm) until it couldn't walk. :(
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Date: 2010-07-29 08:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-29 09:29 pm (UTC)I really like your carpet.
Thank you.
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Date: 2010-07-29 10:28 pm (UTC)find any shark teeth?
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Date: 2010-07-29 10:35 pm (UTC)find any shark teeth?
Not something you tend to find on New England beaches. I spent part of my childhood in Jacksonville, FLA, and there it was easy to find shark's teeth. But here's the thing. Almost all those shark teeth were fossil, from concentrated lag deposits just offshore. Not drops from random recent shark. I found hundreds of fossil shark teeth on FLA beaches, but only one or two recent teeth.
Hence, they are very unusual finds up here, where there are no similar fossil-bearing deposits along the shores.
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Date: 2010-08-02 10:16 pm (UTC)every find megalodon tooth in florida?
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Date: 2010-07-30 07:29 pm (UTC)Love the beach pictures. Especially Sandthulhu.
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Date: 2010-07-31 04:48 pm (UTC)Wikipedia informs me that Smeagol's problem is also called bumblefoot.
I shall now call him Bumblefoot.