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"Not for all my little words."

There is a buttermilk sky today, hiding the icy blue.

Yesterday I wrote 2,064 words on "The Peddler's Tale, or Isobel's Revenge," which, for me, is quite an impressive word count. However, I did not find the story's conclusion. Today I will. I'll need to give the finished piece a good reading, and there will likely be no end of corrections. But it will be done. I'd hoped to get Sirenia Digest #95 out before year's end, but that's obviously not going to happen. It will, however, come along not too many days late, and this month there will be two new illustrations by Vince Locke.

My mind is no less the storm than it was yesterday, and the earthquakes continue. Small, sudden, as unpredictable as all earthquakes.

I have decided that early in 2014 I will be running a very modest Kickstarter in order to raise enough money to produce two complete bound printouts of the entirety of my blog (minus comments and images) from Blogger and LiveJournal, 2001 to 2014. I'll keep one set and the other will go to the John Hay with the papers I'll be passing along to them soon. Finally, I'll be able to stop worrying about the permanence of this journal. It will be safe.

Last night, after Kid Night pizza from Pizzeria Gusto, we watched Renny Harlin's surprisingly effective Devil's Pass (2013), an sf thriller based on the 1959 Dyatlov Pass incident. I was impressed. The film errs only in providing too much exposition towards the end, which not only threatens to defuse the essential mystery but which also threatens to clutter. And enhancing the creatures at the end with CGI was largely another misstep; I've see still of the SFX makeup, and it was plenty creepy all on its own. It was masterful. Regardless, I liked the film a lot, and it's currently streaming on Netflix. Oh, and I had a Goo Goo Cluster last night for the first time in – I don't know – at least 27 years. They are still delicious, though at some point they shrunk.

Sometimes I wonder if it's a lifetime of mental illness that has protected me from becoming jaded.

The internet is a temple to the jaded. Its inhabitants seek to prove how jaded they have become as a measure of intelligence and sophistication and superiority over anything sincere.

I have not left the house since Sunday. I want to be well south of here, and I want to be outside.

North & Inside,
Aunt Beast

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everville340
Dec. 28th, 2013 05:37 pm (UTC)
I had not heard of the Goo Goo Cluster. It makes my mouth water just reading the ingredients.
greygirlbeast
Dec. 28th, 2013 05:44 pm (UTC)

It's a Southern candy I grew up with.
everville340
Dec. 28th, 2013 05:54 pm (UTC)
I've been browsing the Goo Goo website. Impressive sustainability initiatives, and the Store Locator has made me very happy. What kind of an experience was it to have one after such a period of time?
greygirlbeast
Dec. 28th, 2013 06:00 pm (UTC)

Bittersweet.
setsuled
Dec. 28th, 2013 05:40 pm (UTC)
we watched Renny Harlin's surprisingly effective Devil's Pass (2013), an sf thriller based on the 1959 Dyatlov Pass incident. I was impressed.

Sounds good, I'll watch it.

The internet is a temple to the jaded. Its inhabitants seek to prove how jaded they have become as a measure of intelligence and sophistication and superiority over anything sincere.

The internet is so much about judgement and criticism that it's impossible to be human and not naturally possess qualities that leave one vulnerable to that judgement. So I think people form emotional calluses. The idea of a mental illness preventing calluses from forming does make sense. And people armoured by such calluses would be more reckless in expressing judgements.
greygirlbeast
Dec. 28th, 2013 05:44 pm (UTC)

The internet is so much about judgement and criticism that it's impossible to be human and not naturally possess qualities that leave one vulnerable to that judgement. So I think people form emotional calluses.

Yes.
sovay
Dec. 29th, 2013 02:05 am (UTC)
I'll need to give the finished piece a good reading, and there will likely be no end of corrections. But it will be done.

It was worth the effort. I like it immensely; it's like a chip off an epic, holding the entire story in miniature, slant and refracting.

Renny Harlin's surprisingly effective Devil's Pass (2013), an sf thriller based on the 1959 Dyatlov Pass incident.

Most movies explain too much toward the end, but the historical incident looks like an invitation to weird fiction; I will be very curious to see what the film does with it.

; I've see still of the SFX makeup, and it was plenty creepy all on its own. It was masterful.

I love movies that don't need CGI to conjure mystery with. Pacific Rim was a nearly perfect film in that respect: it used CGI for those things that couldn't have been created any other way (the terrible beauty of the kaiju) and practical effects for everything else that needed weight and heft and the little physical unpredictabilities of the world beyond of the screen.

a Goo Goo Cluster

Good God. I can sort of eat that. I wonder if I can get vanguardcdk to stock it at any of the Post-Meridian shows—1912 is certainly vintage enough for his purview.

The internet is a temple to the jaded. Its inhabitants seek to prove how jaded they have become as a measure of intelligence and sophistication and superiority over anything sincere.

Intelligence and wonder have always gone together. I hold to this fact.
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