I'm also working on the cover for The Ape's Wife and Other Stories with Vincent Chong (well, I'm just talking a lot, and showing him pictures, and he's doing all the hard stuff), and Team Dancy 2.0 is deep into Alabaster: Boxcar Tales (Chapter Five will be in Dark Horse Presents 22 later this month!). Yesterday, I proofed artwork for Chapter Seven. Next month, after I've finished Red Delicious, I'm going to try to sit down and write the final five issues (there's a total of thirteen in Alabaster: Boxcar Tales). Okay, too early in the day for all those goddamn numbers. But I have to get all this work done before the year's mad travel marathon begins in May.
Annnnnnnd...I have to make a trip to the bank (I hate the fucking bank) before I can start writing today, so...READ YESTERDAY'S ENTRY, which has photographs and gaming snark, and is much more entertaining than this entry. Comments to yesterday's entry still welcome.
Happy Birthday, Mom. Sorry I'm so far away. And, also, Happy Birthday, Douglas Adams. I'm sorry I never got to meet you. You were a righteous dude.
Last night, we started Season Three of Archer. H. Jon Benjamin is the shit.
Fuck, I hate going to the bank.
Ta Ta,
Aunt Beast
- Current Location:Tartarus Scopulus
- Current Mood:
awake - Current Music:Death Cab for Cutie, "Long Division"
Comments
Malory: Is Krieger hard at work?
Archer: He literally might be.
Lana: Ew.
and
Krieger: I take my coffee like I take my women. Black, bitter, preferably free trade.
The rest of my house hates it. Every time they register their disapproval, the more I want to take Archer as a role-model.
Every time they register their disapproval, the more I want to take Archer as a role-model.
I fear I'm leaning towards Pan and Cheryl/Carol, which is sort of terrifying, I know.
Haven't seen it yet...
Thank you!
Enjoyed the book very much, by the way, and am looking forward to the next one. Also, congrats on The Drowning Girl winning the Tiptree, and being nominated for both the Hugo and the Stoker.
Cheers,
Spotted a typo that you may want to address for the next printing of Blood Oranges, or if Quinn happens to use any guns in Red Delicious. In Blood Oranges, she uses a handgun referred to as a ".45mm" It should just be ".45" as that caliber of bullet is .45 of an inch in diameter. A gun that actually was a .45mm caliber would shoot bullets just under half a millimeter in diameter.
You know...every time I write a book with guns – every time – I consult reference books, websites, and even actual gun owners...and shit's still wrong. And I've stopped caring, honestly. Stephen King doesn't even get this stuff right. Presently, Quinn is using a Glock 17 9mm...which I have researched pretty exhaustively, short of holding one. And I know someone will still tell me I have it wrong.
But thanks, all the same.
Also, congrats on The Drowning Girl winning the Tiptree, and being nominated for both the Hugo and the Stoker.
Thank you!
There is always this to entertain you before or after you go, too:
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