May 17th, 2004

Shaw

free in Massachusetts

Yesterday, I completed a spiral-bound notebook that I began sometime around June 1996. I do very little writing in longhand, so my notebooks last virtually forever. This one lasted almost seven years. The one before that, the one I used while writing Silk, only lasted me about four years. Looking back over the seven-year notebook last night, there's tons of notes about The Dreaming, Threshold, Low Red Moon, and Murder of Angels, lots and lots of short stories, to-do-lists for conventions, notes I made in cemeteries in New Orleans and Connecticut and Providence, hundreds of little monster doodles, all sorts of proofreading notes, and so forth. The front and back covers are plastered with stickers, and there are dozens of interior stickers, as well. I wouldn't part with this notebook for a million bucks. Okay. Well, maybe for a million. But, anyway, there's a photo of the front cover below:



I've carried this notebook with me to California, Washington, Illinois, New York, Rhode Island, Connecticut, Florida, Louisiana, and England. I've had it at eight of my ten Dragon*Cons, as well as various World Horror and lesser cons. It survived Death's Little Sister. It has coffee stains. This notebook and I, we go back a ways. So, I have now retired it to a place on the same shelf where reside original typescripts of mss. and such. I figure this new notebook will last me until at least 2009.

I spent most of yesterday tidying up various loose ends, but I did manage to make some notes for "Alabaster," which I hope to begin today.

And, of course, today marks to beginning of legal gay marriages in Massachusetts. I hope George Bush chokes on it (of course, he'll only sputter, squint through those beady eyes, and quack about "the sanctity of marriage" and "family values," but one can always hope).
  • Current Music
    Icon of Coil, "Regret"
Shaw

...on an unrelated note

Addendum: Today, my editor returned from LA, where he attended E3 (drool, drool, drool). And I really hope he won't be annoyed at my quoting from his e-mails, but I just have to share the following:

I thought I was a big gaming geek, and then I saw how rabid and packed and ridiculously huge the convention was, and I realized that there are serious gaming geeks out there, and I am not one of them. A fight broke out near me in the X-Box booth and I had to leave.

Wow. Angry, violent gaming geeks. What could possibly be more drad? Well, besides that, I mean.

(Note: This is one of those times when people will think I'm being sarcastic and I'm not.)

Anyway, I think I'm going to spend a little time on Nebari.net. It languishes.
  • Current Music
    Roy Orbison, "I Drove All Night"