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Caitlín R. Kiernan ([personal profile] greygirlbeast) wrote2010-12-22 01:40 pm

Belatedly, Solstice '10, & Happy Cephalopodmas

It's easier if I quote my blog entry from Solstice '08:

And now it is Solstice, and the days will grow longer. And that is a great relief. The rebirth of the "Great God," if only metaphorically. Though, truthfully, a metaphorical Cernunnos or Pan is as useful to me as would be one whose reality were less subjective. Here it is truth that applies, not fact. The wheel turns, and the Horned God wakes again. The long night of winter will end soon enough. A happy and/or blessed Solstice/Yule/Midwinter to all those who wish to be wished such.

And, of course, today is Cephalopodmas. Be grateful for the tentacles in you life.

[livejournal.com profile] readingthedark just awoke, so I'll make this short.

Yesterday we saw Aronofsky's Black Swan, a glorious examination of repression, freeing oneself from repression at all costs, and the drive for perfection in one's art. Possibly my favorite film of the year. See it. Now.

Two Worlds and in Between: The Best of Caitlín R. Kiernan (Volume One) preorders contine to go extremely well. More than half the print run for the limited edition has sold out in two days. Subterranean Press has decided to increase the limited from 400 copies to 500 copies, given the demand. And the limited's still on sale for $40 (regular $60).

Later!

[identity profile] xjenavivex.livejournal.com 2010-12-22 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Merry Cephalopodmas and Happy Solstice to you!

I look forward to Black Swan.

Congratulations on the preorders selling so well.

[identity profile] amandakcampbell.livejournal.com 2010-12-22 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, Black Swan. Yeah. I saw it a few days ago and I'm just getting to a point where I think I can make coherent statements about how it affected me beyond "ah, scarred for life! ah, it's so good!"

[identity profile] wolven.livejournal.com 2010-12-22 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
The examination and use of the malleability and mirroring of identity, through and to overcome repression, in Black Swan, help to make clear why Aronofsky's described it as a werewolf film.

May Your Suns Always Return Quickly

[identity profile] dreamjockey.livejournal.com 2010-12-22 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
And may your calimari always be tender.
sovay: (Cho Hakkai: intelligence)

[personal profile] sovay 2010-12-22 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
And, of course, today is Cephalopodmas. Be grateful for the tentacles in you life.

Oh, I am.

[identity profile] joshrupp.livejournal.com 2010-12-22 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, Cephalopodmas, when the bell Dholes for thee. Maybe this year will finally be Christmas with Cthulhu.

(Children, checking under tree.): What is it?

Parents: I don't know, but it seems squamous. (Prodding.) Yep, definitely squamous.

[identity profile] papersteven.livejournal.com 2010-12-22 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Just out of curiosity, how many copies of the trade edition are being printed for Two Worlds and In Between?

[identity profile] poesillchild.livejournal.com 2010-12-22 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ok, ok you twisted my arm. I preordered Two Worlds and in Between. Congratulations on those impressive preorder numbers.

[identity profile] mizliz13.livejournal.com 2010-12-23 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Happy (late) Solstice and (on time) Cephalopodmas to you and yours!

[identity profile] alumiere.livejournal.com 2010-12-23 12:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I've pre-ordered the LE, and am very much looking forward to catching some of your earlier short fiction.

Otherwise, I'm having another sleepless night (it's 4am here), and hope your meds are working better than mine.

[identity profile] fusijui.livejournal.com 2010-12-24 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
I'm plenty aware of the irony -- any person, no matter how 'weird', looking at the two of us would conclude you're the dark-loving goth and not me -- but the winter solstice is the beginning of the plunge into depression for me. Not immediately, because the nights are still long enough for a while; but I know they're getting shorter. In no small part because all the fucking sunhuggers keep telling me so. It's a physiological thing, not an aesthetic thing: the sun makes me blind and migrainous and wanting to stomp on puppies.

Anyone know of a job that's May-September Antarctica, October-April Thule/Nome/Diksi? Drop me a line, OK?