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"Don't get mad, get sadistic."

Er...yesterday. I'm not sure. My head is full of rain. Dennis is spilling the trailing end of his fury upon us this morning, after battering us all night. Spooky and I went for for a walk and saw the sun peep through for a moment. We saw no trees down, but lots of limbs and leaves. The gutters are still full of water, and I love that sound. I can pretend I'm listening to an actual stream, instead of rainwater rushing along between cement and asphalt. Everything is wet. The world is wet. I wanted to lie in bed all day and listen.

But here I am, typing. I did 1,207 words on "Zero Summer" yesterday. I should have this story finished by Saturday, at the latest, and possibly as early as Thursday, and then I'll get back to Daughter of Hounds. Also, we proofread To Charles Fort, With Love, "A Redress for Andromeda," pp. 205-217. I've gotten word of some very positive reviews of the collection, all scheduled to appear in August issues of various zines, I think. But the story was the main thing yesterday. Frustrating. I read a scientific paper, "Voyager Base Maps of the Icy Saturnian Satellites," written by a bunch of scientists, prior to Cassini, at the Institute of Space Sensor Technology and Planetary Exploration (German Aerospace Center, Berlin). I'm defeated by images, always. For example, there's no way inadequate language can touch this photograph (click image for a slightly larger version):





This is the moon Mimas (lower left) seen against the backdrop of Saturn's northern latitudes. How does one match that with mere words? How does one do anything more than take apart and reduce? Someday, I will write a book entirely of images.

I think we're going to try to get the eBay auctions going again soon. More later...

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chris_walsh
Jul. 11th, 2005 04:33 pm (UTC)
My head is full of rain.

That has its own beauty.

Maybe someday you can write stories inspired entirely by Spooky's photos.
thingunderthest
Jul. 11th, 2005 04:34 pm (UTC)
It reminds me of a small white bead in a blue stipped pottery bowl, although that would not suffice.
jacobluest
Jul. 11th, 2005 06:35 pm (UTC)
The majestic and sheer scope of things in space seem entirely outside our language, and I'm sure (and maybe in some SF day of my future I can back this up) that even the pictures only have the barest ability to truly capture it.

A book entirely of images...have you ever given thought to doing one of those electronic projects that mix all different forms of media? Like Grammatron? Because I think you could come up with something delicious.

~Jacob
greygirlbeast
Jul. 11th, 2005 06:42 pm (UTC)
have you ever given thought to doing one of those electronic projects that mix all different forms of media? Like Grammatron? Because I think you could come up with something delicious.

It's something I've begun to consider out of sheer frustration with the limitations of language.
jacobluest
Jul. 11th, 2005 08:00 pm (UTC)
Ride the wave of the future...
grandmofhelsing
Jul. 11th, 2005 08:12 pm (UTC)
Off topic, but the Decemberists will be on Tuesday night's Conan O'Brien.
mellawyrden
Jul. 11th, 2005 10:49 pm (UTC)
wow. That photo just squeezed all the breath out of my lungs. Imagine the kind of light that must fill the skies of that little world!
greygirlbeast
Jul. 11th, 2005 11:48 pm (UTC)
Imagine the kind of light that must fill the skies of that little world!

I've been trying to, and I can't quite wrap my brain around it.
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