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"Regrets collect, like old friends."

talks to wolves
So, the snow's coming again.

Yesterday was magically less miserable than was Sunday. For one thing, it wasn't a Sunday. I managed to read all the way through Chapter Four (having decided to ignore Two and Three) without throwing anything. The book has to be completed. It has to be completed in a single volume. And so, I have a choice:

1) Begin where I left off and push on to THE END.
2) Start over at the end of Chapter One.

I could include more options, but I'll keep it all nice an binary. I believe I have chosen Door Number One, Monty – with a caveat. I'd planned the final Siobhan Quinn book to be ~70k word's in length. I know that absolutely won't work. So, I'm aiming at ~100k words. This means it'll likely be — fuck, who knows. It'll be finished when it's finished. As quickly as I can possibly write it. But by adding three chapters (~10k ea.) I can probably pull this off. Maybe.

And I'll probably be putting the scene on the abandoned subway platform back in, the one where Quinn meets Richard Upton Pickman.

Just writing that sentence makes me want to throw something.

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No rp last night. Two movies. We watched Mary Harron's American Psycho (2000), which I'd never seen. Nor have I read the novel. The first half of the film, I think, works better than the second half. It's on firmer footing as a straightforward character examination and satire, and it sort of begins to ravel when it succumbs to the tyranny of plot. But, you know how it goes, STUFF MUST HAPPEN (in caps), or the scuttlefish grow bored. Mostly, I was fascinated by Christian Bale's frenzied performance, which was quite a bit better than the film in which it occurs. We also watched James Mangold's The Wolverine. Which was fun. And I think that's about the most one can say for an X-Men film. It was fun. If it hadn't been fun, it would have failed. Mostly, I just wanted to see Hugh Jackman stab people with his knuckle claws.

And that was yesterday, give or fucking take.

Cold,
Aunt Beast

Comments

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andrian6
Jan. 21st, 2014 05:39 pm (UTC)
What was that quote? "Keep writing until the mass murder?" I say keep going until you reach a Taxi Driver like ending.
jadakath
Jan. 21st, 2014 05:44 pm (UTC)
Quinn
Well, I like Quinn and look forward to this book when you are finished. Its unfortunate that the process is so stinky for you, as the end result is so great for us. I see Quinn as sort of your bad-teen-alter-ego and that tickles me.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 21st, 2014 06:21 pm (UTC)
Re: Quinn

I think it's high time she grew up...

Also, missing you.

Edited at 2014-01-21 06:22 pm (UTC)
setsuled
Jan. 21st, 2014 06:44 pm (UTC)
It's on firmer footing as a straightforward character examination and satire, and it sort of begins to ravel when it succumbs to the tyranny of plot.

I definitely think there's too much of Patrick running around in the latter portion. I do think it's funny he can't convince his lawyer he's a killer.

James Mangold

For some reason whenever I see his name I want to say it aloud doing a Sammy Davis Jr. impression.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 21st, 2014 07:59 pm (UTC)

I definitely think there's too much of Patrick running around in the latter portion. I do think it's funny he can't convince his lawyer he's a killer.

It could easily have been fifteen minutes shorter.
whiskeychick
Jan. 21st, 2014 07:02 pm (UTC)
nothing of import
...save to wish that the words come fast and furiously, and you find The End before you find further frustration.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 21st, 2014 07:59 pm (UTC)
Re: nothing of import

Thank you.
martianmooncrab
Jan. 21st, 2014 07:46 pm (UTC)
the abandoned subway platform

there is something so foreign about those, and the dark tunnels going either way from there.

Never grew up with subways .. so its all exotic ..
greygirlbeast
Jan. 21st, 2014 08:00 pm (UTC)

All subterranean places are, to me.
martianmooncrab
Jan. 21st, 2014 08:05 pm (UTC)
it takes a lot of faith to enter the tentacles of the great underground beast..
greygirlbeast
Jan. 21st, 2014 08:21 pm (UTC)

I am drawn to the tunnels.
vizsludraugas
Jan. 22nd, 2014 01:49 pm (UTC)
It's too bad you didn't get to see the tunnels under Chicago before they flooded and were sealed off. (From what I understand, there are security guards patrolling it from time to time if you manage to get in...I haven't been in them since before the flood.) They used to be a nice way to sneak around downtown, and there was an entrance from the Field Museum..although getting into that one required a lot of work.

There are lots of tunnels under Chicago. (Nowhere near as many as NYC or London, though.) I wonder if HPL somehow sensed the ones that were there, and that was an additional reason for him not to take the job of editor at Weird Tales, which would have meant moving to Chicago.

Edited at 2014-01-22 01:50 pm (UTC)
aarongp
Jan. 21st, 2014 09:12 pm (UTC)
Mostly, I was fascinated by Christian Bale's frenzied performance, which was quite a bit better than the film in which it occurs.
I think this is probably the best way to summarize the film.

Good luck with digging back into Cherry Bomb. I hope you can nail the sucker quick smart.
corucia
Jan. 21st, 2014 11:14 pm (UTC)

the one where Quinn meets Richard Upton Pickman Okay, the first time I read that I saw it as 'meats', and wondered just which violently messy method she was going to use to take him out. Silly brain.

If I recall, the initial idea for this series was to riff on what would happen if a person was bitten by a vampire and a werewolf. So, what would happen if Quinn bit someone (human, vampire, werewolf, ghoul)?

Did you get my email a few days ago? If so, are you interested? If not, let me know so I can pass it on to someone else.

sovay
Jan. 22nd, 2014 03:10 am (UTC)
It'll be finished when it's finished. As quickly as I can possibly write it. But by adding three chapters (~10k ea.) I can probably pull this off. Maybe.

Let me know if there's anything—reading, proofreading, conversation—I can do.

Mostly, I just wanted to see Hugh Jackman stab people with his knuckle claws.

I think that's a valid rationale for watching a movie. I survived the dire origin story entirely by virtue of Liev Schreiber's retractile claws, sliding just a little in and out.
Ray Cornwall
Jan. 22nd, 2014 01:22 pm (UTC)
The movie is a bit of weak sauce compared to Ellis's original novel. It's a trigger for some, and the gore/torture porn can wear people out. But the book is amazing, brutal, and skillful.
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