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Well, there's no snow this morning. It's currently 55˚F in Providence. We slept too late, because we were up later than usual – but it was for a good cause. I think I got the sleep about 5 a.m. (CaST). But...I slept without Seroquel. As it stands, I may have only one dose of Lamictal — ever — to go. Tomorrow morning's. I intend to stop the Seroquel, as well. I want to just be me again.

I'm putting this here, because I don't want to lose it. because it made me smile, and I've begun trying to stockpile those sorts of things. "This story opens like Radiohead doing a cover version of a Pogues song about a John Le Carre novel." ~ Jonathan Strahan, December 5th (Twitter), on Black Helicopters.

My dreams are back, "bright and violent." This morning, I watched something strike a full moon, and I watched as the moon came apart and the shattered pieces plummeted to earth.

readingthedark arrived about 8:30 p.m. (CaST), I think, and we ordered pizza from Pizza Gusto, half with pepperoni, half without, because he's not one of us omnivores. And we talked. And talked. And talked, about — let me see — Lovecraft and Dunsany, pharmaceuticals, Rasputina and the Dresden Dolls and the ukuleloid plague, Tom Cruise and Keanu Reeves, cats, high-functioning autism, the films of Shane Black, The Secret World, Second Life (In memoriam), my mutable brain, the paper monkey on his back, Spooky's infinite patience, Isaac and Isobel and Elspeth Snow, Quinn, all the new open space in my office, blah, blah, blah, and...we talked. He left about 4 a.m. (CaST) with a couple of boxes and two or three bags of the books I'd culled from my "library." Thank you, Geoffrey.

I have three months worth of work to do in the next three weeks.

Oh, something else that made me smile (thank you, setsuled):







And that's probably all I have to say for now. Feel free the comment, especially if you have anything to say about the most recent issue of the digest. I'll try to say stuff back.

Ciao,
Aunt Beast

Comments

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alumiere
Jan. 11th, 2014 08:13 pm (UTC)
I like the Black Helicopters description. It made me think then smile because it works well (unlike my brain which is useless mush atm).
greygirlbeast
Jan. 11th, 2014 08:30 pm (UTC)

It's the sort of comment that helps to keep me at the keyboard,
corucia
Jan. 11th, 2014 08:19 pm (UTC)

Although incredibly busy right now getting ready for the start of the semester and trying to get a grant written, the latest Sirenia arrived at the perfect time, just before lunchtime, so I was able to read the newest tale without guilt.

My thoughts? A very fine tale, well-placed in the tradition of hearthside stories told as an obligation and as a need. The title has echoes of Chaucer, as do aspects of the tale - transgressive, grounded, with an emphasis on the earthier elements and lacking any attempt at whitewash. There are also hints of Jack Vance's Dying World, Frank Herbert's Dune, and snippets from the fantastical side of Lovecraft's oeuvre. And, of course, Aziz (!)

It touches on many of your familiar themes - stories and storytelling (and how the latter differs from the more common plodding through plotlines), the nature of memory and the truth of any tale. Also as usual, there's dashes of what a reader may be inclined to consider as autobiographical, if the reader is so injudicious as to ignore the lessons just imparted about the nature of tales. Finally, it incorporates many of the characters and settings that you've been slowly using to create a larger meta-world that ties together pieces of your work that, individually taken, appear to have little connection - a story-telling Venn diagram with fuzzy fractal borders to the individual sets.

Did I mention that I thoroughly enjoyed it?

greygirlbeast
Jan. 11th, 2014 08:34 pm (UTC)

Thank you for those last two paragraphs.

And, of course, Aziz (!)

Yep.

I am beginning to hope no one ever again attempts one of those diagrams (there was one floating about at some point). Because it couldn't exist in a single dimension. The toes that might be suspected between this story, and, say Daughter of Hounds or "So Runs the World Away" should not be taken as an indication that all these stories occur in a single universe. Parallel realities, maybe...

Sometimes something's just too good not to recycle.
corucia
Jan. 11th, 2014 09:10 pm (UTC)

Parallel realities, maybe… I wasn't thinking of the individual stories as existing in the same world or parallel realities, as even that seems too straightforward. Rather, they draw on similar situations and characters to tell tales that are distinct and unique, but consideration of the common elements can provide a deeper insight, although such consideration isn't essential to the understanding of the story itself (thus the "fractal" aspect to the Venn diagram I mentioned). Rather like cooking stews - each one is unique, even if you use similar ingredients in each iteration. Not sure if I'm making much sense here… recycling the good parts, as you say, adds resonances and depth when done properly.
martianmooncrab
Jan. 11th, 2014 09:32 pm (UTC)
now I want to dig out my old Pogues cd's ..
setsuled
Jan. 11th, 2014 10:23 pm (UTC)
high-functioning autism, the films of Shane Black, The Secret World, Second Life (In memoriam)

I was thinking yesterday what an extraordinary number of autistic individuals I've met in Second Life. There are two I still talk to regularly.

So you're done again with SL? You won't be back in your Clockhaven place?

Oh, something else that made me smile (thank you, setsuled):

My pleasure.
sovay
Jan. 12th, 2014 06:43 am (UTC)
"This story opens like Radiohead doing a cover version of a Pogues song about a John Le Carre novel." ~ Jonathan Strahan, December 5th (Twitter), on Black Helicopters.

Nice.

I'm glad your dreams are back.
readingthedark
Jan. 13th, 2014 01:41 pm (UTC)
Thank you for everything.
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