February 23rd, 2012

fight dinosaurs

Okay, so it's short. Sort of.

Right now, I have to figure out how to write two weeks worth of words in only seven days, so the long entry I meant to make last night and said I would make this morning, well...this isn't it. Maybe tonight. Then again, it's mostly stuff and nonsense. But, quickly:

1. There are now two interviews online regarding Alabaster

The one at Angry Koala Gear (shorter one) and...

...the one at Bloody Disgusting (much longer). There are several more on the way.

2. On March 6th, here in Providence, there will be a "release party" for The Drowning Girl: A Memoir at the Brown University Bookstore (244 Thayer Street). Begins at 5:30 p.m. Be there if you can.

3. If you've not yet pre-ordered Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart, all is forgiven, and you may do so today. Same goes if you've not yet picked up a copy of Dark Horse Presents #9 (I'm in a book with Richard Corben; swoon).

4. Unlike Klingon and Na'vi, whatever non-"English" language everyone in the Star Wars universe speaks (Huttese?) is utter gibberish.

5. Yesterday was both Edward Gorey and Anaïs Nin's birthdays, and I feel bad for not having said so...yesterday.

6. Yesterday, I chose our reader for the audiobook version of The Drowning Girl: A Memoir from a set of eight audition tapes. I believe the plan is to have the release of the Neil Gaiman Presents edition occur on March 6th, simultaneously with the trade paperback.

Argh. Still more stuff. But, like I said, I'll try again this evening. Comment! I'll do my best to reply. By the way, Mary Poppins is a Time Lord. Google Maps has the proof.

In Only Twenty Minutes,
Aunt Beast

"I can say it, but you won't believe me."

Just some ramblesome meanderings before I email the next batch of notes to briansiano, as we are now editing the final cut of the full-length trailer for The Drowning Girl. And I need to send Steve Lieber a new line of dialogue tonight. And I have to begin work on Sirenia Digest #75 tomorrow, and I haven't a single idea for a vignette.


Saw Celine Danhier's Blank City (2010), a documentary of the no wave and transgressive film movements on late 1970s and early 1980s NYC. Also saw Kenneth Branagh's Thor (2011), which I was prepared to hate, but it was really quite good. Not Velveeta at all. Oh, and Joseph Kosinski's Tron: Legacy (2010), which I liked even more than Thor. Though both were shot in 3D, only occasionally did the gimmicky for-3D shot damage the overall design and cinematography.

I've been reading in spare moments, mostly from the Journal of Vertebrate Paleontology, and I finished Weishampel and Jianu's book on Transylvanian dinosaurs. But also some of the stories from Joshi's Black Wings. Let's see. A pretty good Michael Shea story. An utterly awful Nicholas Royale story. A wonderful story by Michael Cisco. A so-so story by Brian Stableford. A decent story by Dave Schow (though it needed to be longer).

It's still hard winter here in Providence (or so it seems to me), and I haven't seen the sea since late December. I feel worn very thin.