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The Long Winter of My Distraction

Shaw
A strange storm has come and gone. We didn't get the terrible winds that were forecast, just eight inches or snow of very fine, dry snow. The windows are jagged carpets of frost. Presently, the temperature in Providence is 16˚F, though the windchill is -4. Apparently, Accuweather has decided windchill isn't a useful enough word, and they're invented — and registered — "RealFeel." Last night, the windchill went down to -22˚F or so. I feel as if I ought to be out walking in the snow. But it truly is miserably cold. I fear that, though I boast of not being the sort who becomes jaded, I am becoming jaded to snow. After five years, it's just...more snow. Snow again. You can only awake to the suburbs of Moscow so many times before it starts to lose its novelty:



Joshi liked "Te Peddler's Tale, or Isobel's Revenge" quite a lot, and I cannot help but post what he said to me in an email night before last. It actually made me smile:

This is a wonderful story--an exquisite and prose-poetic fairy tale that, in my judgment, is superior to the great majority of Lovecraft tales that inspired it. This is the kind of tale Lovecraft should have written if he wished to write properly in the manner of Lord Dunsany.

You'll find the story in Sirenia Digest #95 (December 2013), which will go out as soon as Vince finishes the art.

I sued to worry about placing images behind cuts, as a courtesy to people reading through their friend's lists on LJ. But, these days, the majority of my blog readers are coming from FB and Twitter and never see another LJ, and I'm tired of all that html.



Maybe I can be bothered again later, next time there are photos.

These were taken with a new camera, by the way. Spooky got it Wednesday night, because we needed something can be used underwater and in very cold temperatures. It's a Nikon Coolpix AW110, waterproof to 59 ft. and freeze proof to 14˚F. This afternoon was actually almost too cold for it. Oh, and it has built in GPS. And can do our taxes.

You can now get the the Blood Oranges audiobook from Audible, read by Amber Benson. It's very cool.

I know it's Friday, but it feels like Sunday. And these short paragraphs are killing me. I mean, what the fuck? Am I forgetting how to blog in actual paragraph, or have I simply run out of things to say? Are my days that fucking dull? Have they become that indistinguishable one from the other? Yes, very likely. The short paragraphs are a symptom.

Anyway, enough for now.

Later,
Aunt Beast



Can't you hear those drivers wail?
Can't you see those bright rails shine?
Wanna catch that fireball, man,
Leave that North Land far behind.
~ Gillian Welch

All photographs Copyright © 2014 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac

Comments

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kakiphony
Jan. 3rd, 2014 06:49 pm (UTC)
I come here straight from LJ, and I much prefer photos directly in the post so I don't have to click a link. As long as there are less than 20-50 of them anyway. My reading just flows better that way.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 3rd, 2014 06:51 pm (UTC)

There was a time people shrieked if you didn't use cuts.
kakiphony
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:06 pm (UTC)
I think that was when so many people were still on dial-up and loading photos took forever.

But is there ever a time when people do not shriek about something?
dipsomaniac
Jan. 3rd, 2014 06:51 pm (UTC)
Thank you for the great pictures. I really like the closeup of the snow.
MarisaSandlin
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:00 pm (UTC)
I agree. Snow has long lost its novelty for me. It's very depressing to see the same white cold landscape for months on end. Sure, there is a stark beauty to it, but when I cannot be arsed to go outside and enjoy it because I cannot stand the cold? No thank you.

The Ape's Wife collection was amazing, by the way, but oh man, Black Helicopters was something else wicked and delicious entirely. My husband read it at my behest, liked it, but was very confused by it. "Not all stories have to be linear and tidied up happily," was my reply to him.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:40 pm (UTC)

The Ape's Wife collection was amazing, by the way, but oh man, Black Helicopters was something else wicked and delicious entirely. My husband read it at my behest, liked it, but was very confused by it. "Not all stories have to be linear and tidied up happily," was my reply to him.

Thank you. And, actually, I was worried that Black Helicopters has too much resolution.
mataar
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:12 pm (UTC)
I only come to LJ for your blog, and love seeing your photos. Especially like the final one today, as well as the close up of snow. Thank you! Also looking forward to "The Peddler's Tale, or Isobel's Revenge" in this month's digest.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:40 pm (UTC)

You're very welcome.
setsuled
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:16 pm (UTC)
Accuweather has decided windchill isn't a useful enough word, and they're invented — and registered — "RealFeel."

Heh, wow. Me real feel bad cold! Make stop.

I cannot help but post what he said to me in an email night before last. It actually made me smile:

Nice, I'm looking forward to it.

hese were taken with a new camera, by the way. Spooky got it Wednesday night, because we needed something can be used underwater and in very cold temperatures.

They're great photos, especially that third one.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:40 pm (UTC)

I love the contrast.
sovay
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:35 pm (UTC)
Apparently, Accuweather has decided windchill isn't a useful enough word, and they're invented — and registered — "RealFeel."

Well, that's Newspeak.

This is the kind of tale Lovecraft should have written if he wished to write properly in the manner of Lord Dunsany.

That is very fine and very well-deserved. I hope people notice this story.

That last, silvery plant in snow (I'm blanking on its name; I know it's not lamb's ears) is beautiful.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:41 pm (UTC)

I hope people notice this story.

It will probably be the final story in the second "best of" volume.

(I'm blanking on its name; I know it's not lamb's ears)

I was trying to figure it out.

Edited at 2014-01-03 07:42 pm (UTC)
ashlyme
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:48 pm (UTC)
I think the plant's Senecio Cineraria, "Silver Leaf"; that's my favourite picture of the set.

I'm looking forward to "The Peddler's Tale".
greygirlbeast
Jan. 3rd, 2014 07:56 pm (UTC)

Silver leaf sounds wonderfully Tolkien.
martianmooncrab
Jan. 3rd, 2014 08:37 pm (UTC)
we finally got some winter rain last night, which should have translated to snow on the mountains.. lovely lovely Oregon rain..
emjay_dee
Jan. 3rd, 2014 11:54 pm (UTC)
I'm another fan of the last photo. It's the plant I knew as "Dusty Miller" growing up in the Midwest -- all those silvery, soft-haired leaves that seemed so wonderfully alien among the zinnias and petunias.
jessamyg
Jan. 4th, 2014 01:12 am (UTC)
"Realfeel"

Shoot me now.
mizliz13
Jan. 4th, 2014 06:30 pm (UTC)
I've been around snow all my life. I've grown up with it, and, I'm certain, I'll die with it. And still, my love for it has never wavered. Thanks for sharing these wintry pictures, Aunt Beast.
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