As predicted (and I hope that did not constitute a "self-fulfilling" prophecy), yesterday was not the greatest of writing days in terms of word count. I only did 857 words on Chapter Three of The Red Tree
, mostly because it involved writing passages from the dead anthropologist's unfinished manuscript, regarding the "Hessian Hole" at Portsmouth and the West Quanaug purchase of 1662 and things like that. Which means I'd write a few words, and would then dive back into the books, which inevitably distract me, and forty-five minutes would pass before I realized that I'd long since found whatever it was I was looking for and had begun to simply read. I was especially distracted by the work of Sabine Baring-Gould
(1834-1924), an astoundingly productive "English hagiographer, antiquarian, novelist, and eclectic scholar" (quoting Wikipedia). In particular, his The Origin and Development of Religious Belief
(1878) and The Book of Were-Wolves
And while I was writing, Spooky was doing laundry and coping with the over-heated apartment, since I had Dr. Muñoz in the office with me. So, about six p.m., I said screw it, stopped writing, and we headed for Moonstone Beach. Oh, but wait. Before I talk about Moonstone Beach, there are other things I should mention, lest I forget.
I was very pleased, yesterday, to see that "The Ape's Wife"
has received two positive mentions in Gardner Dozois' The Year's Best Science Fiction
(Vol. 25); it not only got an honourable mention, but Dozois writes, "Stylishly written and usually faintly perverse fantasy is also available at Clarkesworld, edited by Nick Mamatas [and Sean Wallace], which this year published strong stories by Caitlin R. Kiernan, Elizabeth Bear, Jay Lake, Jeff VanderMeer, Ken Scholes, Jetse De Vries, Cat Rambo, and others."
I will be, as announced earlier, attending Readercon 19
this weekend, but only on Friday and Saturday. This will be my first con appearance since Fiddler's Green
in Minneapolis, way back in November 2004 (yes, I hate doing cons). My schedule is, as follows, behind the cut:( Collapse )
Also, please have a look at the new eBay auctions
. Bid if you are so inclined. Right now, there are copies of Frog Toes and Tentacles
(2006), and To Charles Fort, With Love
(2005). All books will be signed and personalized, if the winner so desires. All three of these anthologies sold out long ago and are presently out of print. All are starting off at their original cover price. Just click here
to reach the auctions. And I should repost the link to preorder A is for Alien
Which —— I think —— brings us back around to yesterday's flight from Providence to Moonstone Beach. We left about 6 p.m., but got waylaid in Wakefield, as Spooky needed to pee. So, we got off Rt. 1 and stopped at the Wakefield Mall. I shall spare you the Horror of the Toilet. The real
horror was emerging from the restroom and having The Toy Vault (aka The Nerd Dungeon) draw us, like sailors drawn helplessly to the songs of sirens, into its depths. Action-figure heaven. No, really. But, I showed enormous restraint, and we escaped (this time) only $20 the poorer, and with the new anniversary (How long has it been? 1996? 12 years?) Lara Croft action figure and Ray Harryhausen's Ymir (released in 2000 and on clearance at $1.99!!!). My wicked toy-hoarding heart did glow.
So, yeah, following the twenty-six minute distraction of the restroom and toy store, we got back on the road to Moonstone. I'm not sure what time we reached the beach. Sometime after seven p.m. There were flocks of wild turkeys along the roadside. The rose hips are ripening. The surf was high and rough. There was more washed up on the beach than usual, and I saw a number of taxa I'd not seen at Moonstone before. Crustaceans, especially. Of those I have identified so far, we came across remains of the young Northern Lobster (Homarus americanus
), the Atlantic Horseshoe Crab (Limulus polyphemus
), the Common Spider Crab (Libinia emarginata
), the Lady Crab (Ovalipes ocelatus
), and what appeared to be a genus from the Family Panopeidae (Black-fingered Mud Crabs), though I have yet to identify it to species. I saw a large Deep-Sea Scallop (Placopecten magellanicus
). I made mandalas in the sand and played tag with the waves (and took a rather hilarious spill, landing on my ass). We watched young Piping Plovers scooting about. Finally, I just lay down in the sand and stared up at the clouds. We stayed almost until dark. I will say that I was horrified in the increase of litter (especially plastics) on a rather remote stretch of beach, since our last visit. From now on, we keep trash bags in the car for clean up and recycling. Thank you, tourist season. There are photos below (behind the cut). I'll post another set of photos tomorrow, as there were far too many good ones to put in one (already long) entry. Afterwards, we headed over to Narragansett, and had chowder and doughboys (with root beer) for dinner (Iggy's, of course). We got back home about 10 p.m., and I did a little rp in Second Life (thank you Pontifex, Merma, Artemisia, and Indigo).( Collapse )