I've been nervously eyeing Hurricane Rita, as she plows across the Gulf towards Texas. She's strengthened to a Category 4.
Monday night, Spooky and I watched Pee Wee's Big Adventure, which we followed last night with Beetlejuice, as we eagerly await the release of Tim Burton's Corpse Bride on Friday. Monday night, I read James L. Cambias' "The Oceans of the Blind," and Spooky began reading Something Wicked This Way Comes aloud. I haven't read that novel in at least fifteen years. It still leaves me breathless. Yesterday, I re-read Neil's magnificent Black Orchid. Today, by the way, Neil is in Charlotte, North Carolina, signing at Joseph-Beth Booksellers in the South Park Mall (4345 Barclay Downs Drive).
Spooky's been hard at work on various dolls and cat toys. I think she'll be offerring a few of both on eBay before too much longer. Sophie (the Dread Diabetic Beast) is especially fond of the cat-nip bats...
Me, I've got to get started on Monster Doodle Sculpture #3 very, very soon. It's going to be something truly fearsome and amorphous, the Lone Ameoboid of the Apocalypse, perhaps. Or perhaps not. There's never any telling until the sculpting begins. Anyway, MDS#3 is being offerred with the copy of the limited edition of In the Garden of Poisonous Flowers (signed by Dame Darcy and me) that's currently up on our eBay auctions. You should bid. You should bid now. Feel the hypnotic lure. How can you resist MSD#3 or a harback of Low Red Moon or The Five of Cups? You can't, that's how.