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greygirlbeastYeah, so. Somehow, we didn't wake up until almost one o'clock today. I swear to dog. This is what happens when I'm not broke and desperate. I get lazy. I relax. I let things slide. I oversleep. It's fucking stupid. There's an unspeakable amount of work to be done, and I'm suddenly going all juvenile delinquent on myself.
We even played hookey yesterday! Bad kids!
I've wolfed down breakfast, and am trying to, as they say, marshal my thoughts. Likely, that won't be possible until about two hours from now. I have this fantasy of being awake by 11 ayem every morning, but this is what's happening, instead.
FIRST! To quote![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kylecassidy, "Sweet barking cheese, it's launched!" That is, the Kickstarter page for The Drowning Girl: Stills from a Film That Never Existed. The page is pretty much self-explanatory. This is going to be so cool. It already is cool. Thank you, Kyle!
On Tuesday I only wrote 608 words on Blood Oranges, but that's all that was required to reach the end of Chapter Five. And I might have gone straight into Chapter Six yesterday, but I didn't really know "what happens next" (in the parlance of the Idiot Gods of Plot) until about 2 ayem this morning. Today, I'll begin Chapter Six. Though there is a great deal of "action" in this novel, I am doing everything possible to sabotage every semblance of action. Yes, on purpose; it distracts.
I also need to send the proofread .rtf of The Yellow Alphabet to Subterranean Press (it will be the chapbook to accompany Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart). And...other stuff.
Yesterday evening, I previewed the new website for Sirenia Digest, which was created over the past several months byjacobluest. He has done a wonderful job. Anyway, eventually the pages will be relocated at my own website, but, technically, the site is live and functional as it stands. We're hoping for a few new subscribers. Certainly can't say we're not fishing with a pretty lure (and this does give people a clear indication of what the digest is about).
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So, yeah. Yesterday there was hookey. Spooky's been wanting to see Rupert Wyatt's Rise of the Planet of the Apes. Personally, I've never had much interest in the "franchise" (*shudder...sorry, I loathe reducing films, books, whatever to "franchises"), though I was taken to see the original version of Planet of the Apes in April 1968. At a drive-in. I wasn't even four years old! Anyway...Wyatt's film is actually terrific, and cleans up after Tim Burton's 2001 fiasco. Hell, the film's worth ticket price for the scene on the Golden Gate Bridge alone. The one very notable flaw is the human actors. As in, they don't. Act. I'm seeing this a lot in live-action films wherein the most important characters are created via CGI motion capture. It's as though the director just can't be bothered to direct anyone else, he's so freaked at getting his paws on all this tech. Sure, Andy Serkis does marvelous things – as always – but James Franco is about as interesting as a bowl of cold oatmeal. John Lithgow is the only "human" actor who rises to the occasion (Tom Felton included). So, yes. I do recommend the film. Spooky cried a lot. It's that sort of film. It's triggery!
Oh, and after the movie we stopped at Target for a new tea kettle. And at Newbury Comics, where Spooky bought me the remastered special two-disc edition of R.E.M.'s Life's Rich Pageant (1986) as a belated birthday gift. Now, I have to find one for her.
Oh, and Tuesday, I read "New poraspids (Agnatha, Heterostraci) from the Devonian of the western United States" and "Evidence for sexual dimorphism in the stegosaurian dinosaur Kentrosaurus aethiopicus from the Upper Jurassic of Tanzania," both in the May JVP. Time for July.
And time to get to fucking work! Comment, kittens! I'll be here all damn day.
Belatedly,
Aunt Beast
We even played hookey yesterday! Bad kids!
I've wolfed down breakfast, and am trying to, as they say, marshal my thoughts. Likely, that won't be possible until about two hours from now. I have this fantasy of being awake by 11 ayem every morning, but this is what's happening, instead.
FIRST! To quote
kylecassidy, "Sweet barking cheese, it's launched!" That is, the Kickstarter page for The Drowning Girl: Stills from a Film That Never Existed. The page is pretty much self-explanatory. This is going to be so cool. It already is cool. Thank you, Kyle!On Tuesday I only wrote 608 words on Blood Oranges, but that's all that was required to reach the end of Chapter Five. And I might have gone straight into Chapter Six yesterday, but I didn't really know "what happens next" (in the parlance of the Idiot Gods of Plot) until about 2 ayem this morning. Today, I'll begin Chapter Six. Though there is a great deal of "action" in this novel, I am doing everything possible to sabotage every semblance of action. Yes, on purpose; it distracts.
I also need to send the proofread .rtf of The Yellow Alphabet to Subterranean Press (it will be the chapbook to accompany Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart). And...other stuff.
Yesterday evening, I previewed the new website for Sirenia Digest, which was created over the past several months by
jacobluest. He has done a wonderful job. Anyway, eventually the pages will be relocated at my own website, but, technically, the site is live and functional as it stands. We're hoping for a few new subscribers. Certainly can't say we're not fishing with a pretty lure (and this does give people a clear indication of what the digest is about).---
So, yeah. Yesterday there was hookey. Spooky's been wanting to see Rupert Wyatt's Rise of the Planet of the Apes. Personally, I've never had much interest in the "franchise" (*shudder...sorry, I loathe reducing films, books, whatever to "franchises"), though I was taken to see the original version of Planet of the Apes in April 1968. At a drive-in. I wasn't even four years old! Anyway...Wyatt's film is actually terrific, and cleans up after Tim Burton's 2001 fiasco. Hell, the film's worth ticket price for the scene on the Golden Gate Bridge alone. The one very notable flaw is the human actors. As in, they don't. Act. I'm seeing this a lot in live-action films wherein the most important characters are created via CGI motion capture. It's as though the director just can't be bothered to direct anyone else, he's so freaked at getting his paws on all this tech. Sure, Andy Serkis does marvelous things – as always – but James Franco is about as interesting as a bowl of cold oatmeal. John Lithgow is the only "human" actor who rises to the occasion (Tom Felton included). So, yes. I do recommend the film. Spooky cried a lot. It's that sort of film. It's triggery!
Oh, and after the movie we stopped at Target for a new tea kettle. And at Newbury Comics, where Spooky bought me the remastered special two-disc edition of R.E.M.'s Life's Rich Pageant (1986) as a belated birthday gift. Now, I have to find one for her.
Oh, and Tuesday, I read "New poraspids (Agnatha, Heterostraci) from the Devonian of the western United States" and "Evidence for sexual dimorphism in the stegosaurian dinosaur Kentrosaurus aethiopicus from the Upper Jurassic of Tanzania," both in the May JVP. Time for July.
And time to get to fucking work! Comment, kittens! I'll be here all damn day.
Belatedly,
Aunt Beast
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Date: 2011-08-11 06:51 pm (UTC)Also, seeing a Trigger Warning!! in the author's notes of a fanfic sent me into giggles yesterday. The stares that followed were nothing new, but I think my friends and family are beginning to wonder if I lost what was left of my mind.//
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Date: 2011-08-11 06:53 pm (UTC)I will definitely be supporting The Drowning Girl once I have cash again... In about 20 days.
Thank you!
Also, seeing a Trigger Warning!! in the author's notes of a fanfic sent me into giggles yesterday.
It's some funny shit.
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Date: 2011-08-11 07:25 pm (UTC)That actually made me laugh, and then in a split second of insanity I felt shame for laughing after just reading that Spooky had been moved to tears. Yes, it's one of those special, scrambled brains kind of days here. Probably has a lot to do with the looming doom of deadlines. Nothing makes me more slap-happy with procrastination than the pressure of deadlines, which leads me to...
So nice to hear that you two are sleeping in and playing a little now that a bit of the pressure is off. It seemed you were both -long- over-due. And yes, I do understand that it's still "bad" because there's so much work to be done, but all the same, life's short so you simply have to play hooky once in a while.
I want to make this comment longer in an attempt to damn my own deadlines, but ... *sigh*
Lastly, "triggery" is a funny word and someone should rhyme it with "buggery" in a couplet.
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Date: 2011-08-11 07:41 pm (UTC)That actually made me laugh, and then in a split second of insanity I felt shame for laughing after just reading that Spooky had been moved to tears.
Hey, when she read the entry, she laughed, too.
So nice to hear that you two are sleeping in and playing a little now that a bit of the pressure is off. It seemed you were both -long- over-due. And yes, I do understand that it's still "bad" because there's so much work to be done, but all the same, life's short so you simply have to play hooky once in a while.
But the guilt!
Lastly, "triggery" is a funny word and someone should rhyme it with "buggery" in a couplet.
Yes! Sonya?
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Date: 2011-08-12 01:18 am (UTC)I consider myself commissioned!
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Date: 2011-08-11 11:48 pm (UTC)Oh, tears don't mean triggers. At least not in my book. It's just that I'm the sort of person who feels so much more for non-human animals that I can't help but get emotional when they are put in unfair situations.
And I laughed at the "It's triggery!" remark, myself. After restraining from bopping the Beast on the head for outing my weepiness to everyone who reads this journal.
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Date: 2011-08-11 08:52 pm (UTC)In fact, I don't think true socialism is possible without projectile gorillas. The Man will be all, "We've got helicopters. Go back into your homes." And I'll be all, "Sic 'em, Morty!"
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Date: 2011-08-11 08:55 pm (UTC)Some gorillas like kittens, some like beating up helicopters.
Well said.
Books and Sirenia
Date: 2011-08-11 10:20 pm (UTC)Re: Books and Sirenia
Date: 2011-08-11 10:25 pm (UTC)left me equally hungry for more
Hungry is good.
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Date: 2011-08-11 10:46 pm (UTC)Money in hand and a few hours short of the upper level for the new Kickstarter project. Decisions, decisions.
Gracias for the Stake Land recommendation. It was better than I expected when it began, though I wasn't impressed with the Evil Dead demon makeup for the vampires. Good entertainment all in all.
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Date: 2011-08-11 11:37 pm (UTC)Gracias for the Stake Land recommendation.
You're welcome.
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Date: 2011-08-12 01:40 am (UTC)no subject
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