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2007-03-13 11:57 am

Howard Hughes and the Mystery of the Missing Commas

The temperature may go as high as 80F today. As much as I love New England, it's mostly these early springs that keep me chained to such hostile southern climes. The sun is bright. Blooms are blooming, and buds are budding. The world is waking up again.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,645 words and finished "Untitled 26," which has turned out to be a wonderful little story, after all and despite my having been too tired to write another story. It's a couple of different shades of Bradbury, though I'd not set out for it to be. I am pleased, on those rare occasions, when I begin a story that I "know" will be dark and awful and then it goes another way, instead. Anyway, you may read both "Untitled 26" and "In View of Nothing" in Sirenia Digest #16

And I have some good news. As of December, Silk will once again be in print. Roc will be re-releasing the book as a new mass-market paperback, to be followed in early '08 by the mmp of Murder of Angels. I should have the new Silk cover art very soon and will post it here. This will make the fourth edition of the novel since its original release in May/June 1998, almost ten very long years ago. There will be some revision, because there are errors and typos that were never fixed, but I think I will mostly be refraining from making stylistic changes. That's not the way I write now, but it is the way I wrote then, and it's the voice of that book. I will be expanding the author's note slightly. I also contemplated rewriting the ending to dampen the ambiguity factor, but realised that would be exactly the wrong thing to do. There are voices in my head, and some of them I should heed, and others I should not.

To celebrate the good news, the next four people who subscribe to Sirenia Digest will receive a free signed copy of the 2002 tpb edition of Silk — personalised if you so desire.

So, I have to deliver the Silk corrections to my editor by April 15th, plus I have to edit the results of the Forced and New Consolidated marches for my other editor (at HarperCollins), so it looks like, once the Locus essay is done, I'll be spending a couple of weeks on proofreading. It's almost like a vacation, except that it's nothing at all like a vacation.

I forgot to mention all the birds we saw on yesterday's walk: all the usual suspects, but also a Carolina chickadee (Poecile carolinensis), two Canada geese (Branta canadensis), and one of the local Red-tailed hawks (Buteo jamaicensis).

Regarding Georgia's dumb snake-related laws and our having to release Drinker, [livejournal.com profile] blueharlequin writes:

Having been involved in the snake breeding community for quite a number of years now, I too have had my fill of bullshit legislation about the keeping of reptiles. That being said, in many cases, I find the laws surrounding the keeping of native species often work the way that they're supposed to, which is to say, they keep unscrupulous keepers/breeders/re-sellers from collecting large numbers of animals from the local wild populations.

As I said yesterday, I fully support laws designed to protect threatened species and populations from commercial collectors and breeders (and snake-hating ophidophobes). And that may have been the intent of this law (it's kind of hard to say exactly what the intent of this legislation was). However, it should be noted that it is not illegal to simply kill most of the native Georgia species that it is illegal to keep as pets. And then there's the problem with there being no protection for venomous species, and the problem of encouraging the keeping of non-native, non-venomous species that could escape or be intentionally released and end up displacing native Georgia species. I have decided to write a long letter to the State Herpetologist about all this today or tomorrow.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] bucketopants writes:

I know that the law regarding piercing passed the House, I do not see anywhere on the net, or looking up Georgia law, that the bill passed the Senate, or was even voted upon. I know there was a great uproar when the Georgia House passed the bill, but for some reason I remember hearing that the bill died and the law was never passed. I remember because hearing that made me feel a little less ashamed for living in Georgia.

You are, in fact, entirely correct and I am wrong. I think I must have heard about the bill passing the House and then never heard about its defeat in the Senate. Here's a link.

Right. Well, anyway, the platypus (who is oddly agreeable this morning) says it's time to sit on the front porch and drink a cup of coffee.
greygirlbeast: (chidown)
2007-03-12 09:34 pm

Howard Hughes and the Case of the Purloined Serpent

So, here's the deal:

1) This afternoon, Spooky learned that here in the Great State of Georgia it is illegal to keep any non-venomous native snake species as a pet. Hence, Drinker was illicit. I was aghast and refused to believe this was true until she showed me a number of pertinent websites. Being relatively new to Georgia, I had no idea. But, remember, here in Georgia, dildos are illegal, gay sex and marriage are illegal, you can't buy booze on Sunday, and clit piercings are illegal. So it should come as no suprise that keeping a DeKay's brown snake can get you jail time and/or a hefty fine. However...

2) While it is illegal to keep any non-venomous native snake species as a pet, it is perfectly legal to keep venomous local species. Just not venomous non-native species. Canebrake rattlers are a go; black mambas, that's a no-no. Near as I can tell, this came about sometime in the '90s as an attempt to stop poaching of reptile species on the Federal Endangered Species List, most notably the Eastern Indigo snake (Drymarchon corais couperi), which had been driven from much of its former range by ruthless commercial collectors. By the way, the ban extends to pretty much every native non-ophidian reptile species — lizards, tortoises, and crocodilians — as well as local amphibians. To my knowledge, the only other state where it is illegal to keep Dekay's brown snakes is Iowa (there known as the "Midland brown snake").

3) In its infinite fucking anthropocentric wisdom, Georgia Law does not protect "poisonous species...because of their status as a nuisance or other reason." Freshwater turtles are also cited as a "nuisance" and not granted protection.

4) I am a staunch supporter of laws that protect species which are endangered, threatened or at risk, and I am a rabid proponent of habitat protection. But the law in question, while more or less well-meaning, is inconsistent and manages to, as they are wont to say, "toss the baby out with the bath water." The same reasoning and ethics that dictates that non-venomous species must be protected should obviously extend to venomous species as well. Whether or not a species poses a threat to humans should not (and generally is no longer) the criterion that determines whether it should be granted protected status. Also, there is no law prohibiting the keeping of non-native non-venomous species. So, I could keep a Sonoran kingsnake, for example. Hell, I could keep ten. Never mind the threat from escaped specimens establishing breeding populations and supplanting local species that occupy the same or similar ecological niches (see the State of Florida). Also, it has been my experience that children who keep reptiles as pets tend to grow up free of the irrational fear of snakes that leads to so many unnecesary reptile deaths. Also, domestic cats — a major threat to local reptile populations — run free. You will recall, Drinker was rescued from a cat.

5) Regardless of the rampant stupidity at work here, not wishing to wind up in the pokey or fined, we contacted an acquaintance at AWARE (Atlanta Wild Animal Rescue Effort). We explained the situation, that the snake had been rescued from a cat, but was now alert and eating and had pretty much healed. We were thinking perhaps we should turn Drinker over to Southeastern Reptile Rescue, as they have an amnesty program. However, our acquaintance at AWARE said it would be sufficient to release Drinker ourselves. He even recommended an ideal spot nearby, at the northern edge of Candler Park, away from people, cars, and (hopefully) most of the local free-range cats.

6) After I was done writing for the day (about 6 p.m., I think), we slipped Drinker into my handy professional snakebag (ie, a pillowcase) and walked with him to Candler Park (dodging joggers, dog walkers, and golfers). We found a nice leafy spot beneath the trees, said our good-byes, and sent herhim slithering on herhis way. I would not have thought it possible I could become so attached to a snake in just five days, but there you go. At least we know we saved herhim from being a snack for an already well-fed housecat. I have the empty shell of the first snail shehe ate while in our care; herhis face will be sorely missed.

7) We took photos (behind the cut) on the walk, most of which have nothing to do with releasing Drinker (warning, squirrel gore):

Farewell, Drinker )


Okay. I'm exhausted and disgusted. I think I'm gonna go drink some good tequila and sodomize myself with an illegal sex toy....
greygirlbeast: (Default)
2007-03-12 12:19 pm

Howard Hughes and the Beast from Planet X (Pt. 2)

Many hours at the keyboard yesterday, and all I have to show for it is 746 words. If I'm lucky, it's not all crap. If I'm lucky, it's the first 746 words of the second piece for Sirenia Digest #16. This is what I hope. Yesterday...I don't know. But the platypus is not happy with me this morning.

The best thing about yesterday was watching Drinker stalk and devour an earthworm.

Etc. & etc.
greygirlbeast: (Bowie1)
2007-03-09 12:47 pm

sugar cane and coffee cup

This morning the weather has turned just a bit nasty. It's only 51F out there right now, with a projected high of only 63F, about ten degrees cooler than yesterday's high. And it's cloudy. But. Truthfully, hearing how awfully cold it is at Spooky's parents' place in Rhode Island, I shouldn't complain about 51F. When her mother woke this morning, it was 8F. Ugh. That makes 51F seem positively balmy.

I am taking the day off. The writing went very well yesterday, 1,831 words on "In View of Nothing." I think I finally found my way into the story, and yesterday was the first day I've worked on it that I wasn't left feeling frustrated and depressed afterwards. I will finish it on Saturday, I suspect. But not today. Today, I think Spooky and I are going to see The Host and then meet up with Byron for 300 later on (I was encouraged by [livejournal.com profile] curt_holman's reviews of both films in the new Creative Loafing). We might even have dinner, somewhere in there. I am glad to be done with the March, so that my writing may now resume its usual pace, and I may only write too much, as opposed to writing too, too much.

Drinker (the chosen name) ate at least one snail yesterday, so it looks like sheheit is here to stay, at least for now. Sheheit is named for Prof. Edward Drinker Cope, one of the preeminent herpetologists, paleontologists, and ichthyologists of the 19th Century and long a personal hero of mine. Also, there is a genus of Late Jurassic hypsilophodontid dinosaur named Drinker (also in honour of Cope, natch), so I can say sheheit's named for both Cope and the dinosaur genus named for Cope. Spooky just came in with another snail and a slug, a regular Storeria dekayi molluscan buffet!

Congratulations to [livejournal.com profile] faustfatale and [livejournal.com profile] nathan_long on the occasion of their Scribe Award nominations!

Last night, we watched Christopher Guest's For Your Consideration (2006), a marvelously wry look at Hollywood and hype, and we also watched Ace of Cakes, because Geoff is just so damned cool. And then I read, more of Lewin's Bones of Contention. Soon, I have to set aside the paleoanthropology and get back to my Mars reading, as The Dinosaurs of Mars looms ever larger on the horizon.

Okay. The platypus say if I'm not gonna work today, I have to get off the iBook so sheheit can "surf the web for sizzling monotreme porn." Also, says the platypus, if I'm not gonna write today, doing anything else at my desk is just mocking the poor beast.

But...do please pick up a copy of Daughter of Hounds, if you have not done so already. Thanks!