March 5th, 2007

writing gorey earbrass unspeakable horro

and your face looked like something death brought with him in his suitcase

Okay, the post-novel ennui needs to end pretty soon, because I have stuff to do.

The fast-paced glamorous life of the writer never stops. Because I know you care (not), and it's saving you from another six page lit crit post on somebody else's work, here's what I have to do today:


call the management company (again) about the HOLE IN MY SHOWER.
answer this pile of neglected email
page proofs for "Almost True"
sweep the floor

tidy and declutter and throw crap away
do the dishes

take out recyclables
pay those bills
call the insurance company and get them to send me a new insurance card, since I can't find the current one

eat something
practice guitar

It looks like I might get the truck back at the end of the week, and then I will be all excitingly mobile with a reliable vehicle again. Yay! Of course, once I get the truck back, I have to start up my gym schedule again. So that's a mixed blessing. [I haven't been since Boskone, though I have done some walking.] On the other hand, I probably needed the break, given I've been borderline sick and so very very tired.

Let's not talk about the $$$.

There are occasional faint flickers of the urge to write, but I'm giving myself off until the 15th, if I can hold out that long. I mean, I have been thinking about "Periastron" and Dust, anyway. Thinking is like work, right? (Then I have to put on a mad push to write "Periastron" and "Black is the Color" and to revise Dust, but Mad Pushes R Us, really.

And then I get some recovery time again. Well, I should start working on the rewrite of All the Windwracked Stars, but if I have my revision notes for Ink & Pen, then I might do that first.

Convention season, after all, is looming.
bear by san

give HP this....

Ethel is already home. (The laptop is Ethel, because the desktop is Phred.)

New system board, battery, and power adaptor.

Never leave me again, darling.
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    Tori Amos - Bouncing Off Clouds
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link salad, totally eclectic plate

Cherie Priest's Dreadful Skin is now listed on Amazon. They claim it will take 4 to 6 weeks to ship. They lie. Cherie-and-my delightful publisher, Subterranean Press, says they are available when? Yes! Now!

Come on. Werewolves. Nuns. Riverboats. What's not to love?

rachelmanija presents a fannish pimp-guide to the Mahabharata:

Gender transformations.

Thrilling battle sequences with elephants and chariot duels and warriors hurling magical weapons at each other— all very poignant and heartbreaking because it isn’t good guy vs. bad guy, but literally brother against brother.

The marriage of one woman to five brothers. When someone protests that this is immoral, someone else retorts that multiple husbands is every woman’s dream.

A kingdom lost in a game of dice.

A forced stripping thwarted by God, who makes Draupadi's sari go on forever.

Gods, demons, demi-Gods, assorted supernatural beings, immortals, and totally random vengeful talking snakes.

You can read the beginning of Ramesh Menon's adaptation here. Note that, like an LJ, you start at the bottom of the page and proceed upward. Some chapters are split over several pages.

yhlee and oyceter, there is math on the first page! Everyone else, there is masturbation on the second page!

My beloved Radio Paradise--and all yer commercial-free internet streaming radio--is in trouble. Like, no more internet streaming radio ever type trouble.

Find out how to help.

Maureen Johnson on How To Be A Writer In Ten Easy Steps.


Paperback Writer on How to Make a Complete Ass of Yourself through Overenthusiastic Self-Promotion.

Language Log on the Foolish Hobgoblins of Linguistic Consistency. Colour me pleased. I love these guys.