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The warm air is coming back. We got low eighties yesterday, and currently it's 84˚F, and supposedly it feels like 91˚F out there. I'm going to guess the humidity must be very high.

I didn't write yesterday. I didn't write the day before. I'm wasting time like I'm foolish enough to think maybe I have a lot of the stuff to waste. Toady, I'm going to try to get back to work on "The Cats of River Street (1925)." Great opening scene, then a wall. I suspect my fears of losing our short summer is helping to impede progress on this story.

I'm sleeping too much. I feel like I never truly wake up until nine or ten p.m. This is what happens when we have to mix our Seroquel, Lamictal, and Gabapentin. Toss in continuing depression and the other miscellaneous insanity happy time that slips past the drugs, and a lot of time all I want to do is sleep. Sometimes, this seems a vastly preferable option to my chronic insomnia, but other times it doesn't, such as when I'm too groggy to think and therefore too groggy to write well.

This morning, I dreamt I was in the Philadelphia Academy of Natural Sciences (I see someone has renamed the Academy of Natural Sciences of Drexel University, which sucks), which I've not visited since October 1986, when I did work on mosasaurs in the collection there*. In my dream, the decor was far more Victorian than it is today. The only light came from within the display cases. And all the taxidermied animals were alive. It was beautiful and deeply unsettling.

Fuck, I'm not awake. Bonjour, Monsieur Taureau Rouge!

I'm also watching too much television, but at least some of it's good. We blew through three seasons of Ink Masters in about a week (and I'm sad to watch it's rapid decline into trashy, ratings-grabbing drama). This season of Defiance is really excellent, even better than Season One. I am in love with Doc Yewll! And last night we saw the first two episodes of The Strain. It feels a bit like early del Toro, circa 1993, and also a bit like Fringe. I think we caught a nod to the latter, a character named Peter Bishop who met a sudden, unpleasant, messy demise (and the first episode strongly echoes the first episode of Fringe). But I'm liking it quite a lot, and I was afraid I wouldn't. It has just the right sort of gruesome campiness, coupled with some genuinely horrific moments (the end of the second episode, for instance).

Okay. I'm gonna go try to write now.

Later Taters,
Aunt Beast

* Kiernan, C. R. 1992. Clidastes Cope, 1868 (Reptilia, Sauria): proposed designation of Clidastes propython Cope, 1869 as the type species. Bulletin of Zoological Nomenclature 49:137–139.

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vipermitch
Jul. 22nd, 2014 06:04 pm (UTC)
I'm liking The Strain very much. It's like what CAS said about HPL, everything he does is good. From what I have read del Toro will be directing At the Mountains of Madness since he stated that a PG would be acceptable since Hollywood has relaxed the ratings standard.
greygirlbeast
Jul. 22nd, 2014 06:07 pm (UTC)

Toro will be directing At the Mountains of Madness since he stated that a PG would be acceptable since Hollywood has relaxed the ratings standard.

Yep. Though he has also said he's omitting a couple of the more gruesome scenes. I don't think that will necessarily hurt the film.
sovay
Jul. 23rd, 2014 04:17 am (UTC)
I don't think that will necessarily hurt the film.

I'm just so glad he's finally making it!
mastadge
Jul. 22nd, 2014 06:49 pm (UTC)
I saw the pilot of The Strain, and liked it enough that the little things kept yanking me out of it: 500 pounds for a 9-foot tall coffin full of soil? I guess no one on this show has ever had to move soil before! A mysterious pathogen apparently kills hundreds instantly -- and then the CDC folks handle the mysterious, unlisted soil with their bare hands? The guy with the vital info goes out of his way to convince them not to listen to him? Stuff like that. I plan to check out subsequent episodes and hope they manage to smooth down the splinters.

Edited at 2014-07-22 06:49 pm (UTC)
greygirlbeast
Jul. 22nd, 2014 07:10 pm (UTC)

as with Fringe, and as with The X-Files before it, yes, there's a lot on nonsense, but it's part and parcel of the genre. I don't let it bother me; it's just part of the fun.
sovay
Jul. 23rd, 2014 04:17 am (UTC)
In my dream, the decor was far more Victorian than it is today. The only light came from within the display cases. And all the taxidermied animals were alive. It was beautiful and deeply unsettling.

Any chance of this dream interweaving with "The Cats of River Street (1925)"?
kiki60
Jul. 23rd, 2014 02:23 pm (UTC)
The Strain
I like Strain okay, sort of. I'm not much of a traditionalist. I believe with all my heart that the human race scare the crap out of all the Bogymen. Sort of my problem with H.P. Lovecraft: I'm sure all the old Gods star out into the darkness of the universe and shutter, because we, the human race, is the darkness staring into them.
dipsomaniac
Jul. 23rd, 2014 04:19 pm (UTC)
I'm sleeping too much. I feel like I never truly wake up until nine or ten p.m. This is what happens when we have to mix our Seroquel, Lamictal, and Gabapentin. Toss in continuing depression and the other miscellaneous insanity happy time that slips past the drugs, and a lot of time all I want to do is sleep. Sometimes, this seems a vastly preferable option to my chronic insomnia, but other times it doesn't, such as when I'm too groggy to think and therefore too groggy to write well.

With all the meds you're taking and your mental state I wonder if you've ever considered applying for disability. I know it's a very personal decision but it is an option.

I've been meaning to watch The Strain, and so many other things, but haven't yet. Defiance is currently my favorite show. I love Irisa and totally crush on Stahma.
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