December 7th, 2014


Upstate Leftovers Blues

We woke to sunlight. Well, Spooky woke hours before me, because her sleeps been off for weeks now. I woke hours later to a bedroom filled with warm sun. I had grits and an orange for breakfast. I wonder if anyone else has ever eaten grits in this guest house, at any point in its long history? It's questions like these that haunt me.

Work yesterday, beyond email, consisted of proofreading "Bradbury Weather," from the galley pages for Beneath an Oil-Dark Sea: The Best of Me (Volume Two). Reading it, something sort of amazing occurred to me. It works perfectly as a sequel to Black Helicopters. Even though it was written in August and September of 2004, while "Black Helicopters" was written more than eight years late, in December 2012. And even though it certainly wasn't planned. So, it's a nice bit of serendipity that "Bradbury Weather" opens this collection and Black Helicopters closes it. If you want to read the latter as a sequel to the former, it makes a pretty cool frame for the book. An accidental ouroboros. Anyway, it took me about two and a half hours to read through the story, but I caught things that needed catching.

The auction for Boğulan Kız, the Turkish edition of The Drowning Girl: A Memoir, ends in about five hours. We won't be offering another for a while, as I only got four copies. And here are the other current eBay auctions.

Last night, there were Chinese leftovers, and we watched Ron Howard's A Beautiful Mind, which I hadn't seen since its theatrical release in 2001. I'm very fond of that film.

Here are a few photos from last night and this morning:

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So, we need to go to the market, and I need to get some work done afterwards.

Aunt Beast