"I've always been the coward."
Jul. 11th, 2011 11:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I awoke about nine p.m., hot and sweaty and sick from having taken a Valium and two Sonata, but then only slept five hours. I awoke to relive, it seems, an especially grotesque day from October 1990.
It's just me, or it's everyone, or it's only some people, but even after forty-seven years, I've no idea whatsoever.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,236 words on a new vignette, "The Granting Cabinet."
I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to keep up these journal entries during Readercon. Back in March, I promised myself I'd make an entry every day for six months. But I'm not about to pay the hotel's exorbitant charge for internet access, so I really have no idea how I'm going to make it happen. Not that anyone much still reads LJ – they're all too busy with the easy, instant gratification and minimal compositional prerequisites of Twitter and Facebook – but it's important to me, if only because it's a promise I made to me.
Maybe I'll spend the day lying on the kitchen floor. The view from there isn't so bad.
Here are the photos from Saturday that I'd wanted to post yesterday.

View to the north from Beavertail. A couple of the aforementioned students on the right.

A dog belonging to the students.

The sea churning below where we'd stretched our blanket.

A shot Sonya took while wading. View to the southwest, towards Narragansett.

Spooky and I, in the sun. View to the northwest.

Sonya and fishermen (who caught nothing but seaweed). View to the southwest.

A very wonderful beetle that we found crawling on Spooky's foot.

As we left, Sonya spotted this very cool book on the dashboard of the car parked next to ours.
All photographs Copyright © 2011 by Caitlín R. Kiernan, Kathryn A. Pollnac, and Sonya Taaffe.
It's just me, or it's everyone, or it's only some people, but even after forty-seven years, I've no idea whatsoever.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,236 words on a new vignette, "The Granting Cabinet."
I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to keep up these journal entries during Readercon. Back in March, I promised myself I'd make an entry every day for six months. But I'm not about to pay the hotel's exorbitant charge for internet access, so I really have no idea how I'm going to make it happen. Not that anyone much still reads LJ – they're all too busy with the easy, instant gratification and minimal compositional prerequisites of Twitter and Facebook – but it's important to me, if only because it's a promise I made to me.
Maybe I'll spend the day lying on the kitchen floor. The view from there isn't so bad.
Here are the photos from Saturday that I'd wanted to post yesterday.
View to the north from Beavertail. A couple of the aforementioned students on the right.

A dog belonging to the students.

The sea churning below where we'd stretched our blanket.

A shot Sonya took while wading. View to the southwest, towards Narragansett.

Spooky and I, in the sun. View to the northwest.

Sonya and fishermen (who caught nothing but seaweed). View to the southwest.

A very wonderful beetle that we found crawling on Spooky's foot.

As we left, Sonya spotted this very cool book on the dashboard of the car parked next to ours.
All photographs Copyright © 2011 by Caitlín R. Kiernan, Kathryn A. Pollnac, and Sonya Taaffe.
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Date: 2011-07-11 04:26 pm (UTC)I'll admit Twitter has become like snacking while working for me, but I am never touching Facebook. They keep rolling out reasons for me not to, from enabling asshole exes to find me more easily, to data-mining and lack of privacy being the default setting, helping blacklist peaceful protest, offensive 'targeted' ads, and general douchebaggery.
If there's a Panera near to the con, they have open wifi, good food and coffee (their black bean and French onion soups are fantastic and pretty cheap), and as far as I know, not as questionable practices as Starbucks.
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Date: 2011-07-11 04:28 pm (UTC)If there's a Panera near to the con, they have open wifi, good food and coffee
We'll see. I'm not taking a laptop with me. And I have no other portable means of posting.