throw another bear in the canoe

progress notes for 23 March 2005

Carnival

New Words: 0
Total Words: Seventeen thousand and something. Whatever. Stupid book. Go away.
Pages: enh
Reason for stopping: Never got started. Besides, it's tomorrow. I should be in bed.
Mammalian Assistance: there are cats everywhere. And I should be in bed.
Stimulants: Seltzer.
Exercise: none. *slug*
Mail: The Winston-Salem Journal loves me. Hammered is hard-boiled, hard-hitting science fiction - but it has a very human heart.

and a blogrevie</u>w roundup!

The Blurred Line on "Two Dreams on Trains" Fortunately, I read a great story this morning - "Two Dreams on Trains" by Elizabeth Bear (of no relation to Greg - actually, Bear isn't even her real last name) at Strange Horizons.

Anarkey reviews almost every piece of short fiction and poetry I've ever web-published, and then goes back for the rest. I'm certainly not going to complain about the verdict, although I will say that my dad really liked the poem. (that was a joke, yo.) (actually, he did like the poem.)

From the "I was ego-googling, and you caught me" files: here's my all time favorite brief blog mention--because of the synchronicity involved in that he was flying to Las Vegas at the time, and he's talking about synchronicities--I was reading a paperback science fiction novel

Yes. I am a very silly Bear.

Also, benrosenbaum thinks I have literary ambitions. (I have to admit, there's a certain egoboo in being mentioned in the same paragraph as autopope and Cory Doctorow.) Shh, Ben. Don't tell nihilistic_kid. He'll beat me up. ([sekrit message] no, I haven't forgot the Duncan Idaho/Captain Kirk Endless Replications Au Bon Pain Breakfast Heat Death Of The Universe Story. I'm just not ready to write it yet. In fact, I'm tempted to write half and send it to you to finish. Smackdown!)

Damn, I still need to write that story about the squid. You'd think the damned things would write themselves if you ignored them long enough.

Tyop du jour: n/a
Darling du jour: n/a
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory; Neal Stephenson, Quicksilver
Interesting research tidbit of the day: There's a daily newspaper in Macedonia called "Vest."
Other writing-related work: More editing on "Sounding." Two submissions. Grim determination to Do Something about Carnival soon, which included a second draft proposal. Actually, I can feel it chafing, which is a good sign that it will start pushing to get written again soon. Which is good, I guess; the Wall isn't supposed to happen until 30K, dammit.

This would be what dancinghorse calls the "groaning and pooping and walking in circles" stage.

No, really, it makes sense.