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"Were they telling me to run?"

I swore I'd not see another goddamn New England winter. Yet, here I am, a year later. We got our first snow this morning, a shitty, scabby affair, but a reminder, all the same, that I failed to get out when I ought to have gone. A reminder of what's to come. Currently, it's overcast and 35˚F (feels like 24˚F). The beginning of this year's stale hell.



29 December 2015, 9:45 a.m.


Today and tomorrow, I have to finish "Excerpts from An Eschatology Quadrille." I have no more than 1,500 words to go, and maybe less. And then I have to write something for Sirenia Digest #119 (which is going to be late, and I apologize for that).

I went to bed oddly early last night, sometime around 1 a.m. I was exhausted and fell asleep almost immediately, but it was a fitful sleep, filled with some of my worst nightmares in a long, long time.

“Art has no concern with peace and contentment.” ~ William Faulkner

Yesterday, we somehow made it to a noon showing of The Hateful Eight at the Providence Place cinema, in glorious 70mm. The film is bloody and fucking marvelous. Superb. And being able to see an actual projected film, without all the ugliness inherent in digital projection, that was very, very fine.

A thought, a non sequitur: There is nothing I enjoy that I enjoy more by its having been made more difficult.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast

Comments

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Marc D. Goldfinger
Dec. 29th, 2015 03:51 pm (UTC)
Two Tales
One, I'm really psyched that I just received my hardcover copy of Alabaster, the Trade Edition from Subterranean. Now I have to keep my eyes open for you to do a reading in my area. Lot's of luck, huh.

Well I can hope, eh.

Two, I can't wait to see The Hateful Eight. Really looking forward to that. I forget his name but he played Boyd Crowder in Justified and a crooked cop in another show.

Forgot the name. Geez, is this what it's like to be 70 years old. Better than a dirt nap though.
Peace, Marc
greygirlbeast
Dec. 29th, 2015 03:59 pm (UTC)
Re: Two Tales

Now I have to keep my eyes open for you to do a reading in my area. Lot's of luck, huh.

It's not impossible, just extremely unlikely. I've lost any interest I might once have had in making public appearances.

Forgot the name.

Walton Goggins.
Marc D. Goldfinger
Dec. 29th, 2015 04:07 pm (UTC)
I know what you mean about readings. I just did a poetry show at the Lizard Lounge on Sunday night. I had a good time but it kind of wears me out--of course I'm 70 years young, dig.
sovay
Dec. 29th, 2015 06:44 pm (UTC)
Yesterday, we somehow made it to a noon showing of The Hateful Eight in glorious 70mm.

I'm so glad to hear it! A small thing against winter.
greygirlbeast
Dec. 29th, 2015 08:13 pm (UTC)

Have you seen it yet?
sovay
Dec. 30th, 2015 01:50 am (UTC)
Have you seen it yet?

Not yet—we're waiting for derspatchel's work schedule to allow.
setsuled
Dec. 29th, 2015 06:51 pm (UTC)
And being able to see an actual projected film, without all the ugliness inherent in digital projection, that was very, very fine.

I saw The Hateful Eight yesterday too and I agree on all counts. So beautiful and Ennio Morricone's music, both the new stuff and the stuff from The Thing, were equally beautiful.

There is nothing I enjoy that I enjoy more by its having been made more difficult.

No-one said this job was easy but no-one said it had to be that hard, either!
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