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Toys, toys, little black toys...

This morning I'm not exactly on what I believe is commonly referred to as an even keel. I hope that this changes in the next hour or so.

I just saw the Oscar nominations. I'm an Oscar geek from way back, and a forgiving sort of "soul," but I think maybe this is the year I've finally had it with the awards. I shall not get into particulars. Maybe later. I suspect this is merely one aspect of my growing disdain for popularity contests of all sorts. I shall, instead, reflect upon the percentage of Oscars that wind up in thrift stores, antique shops, at yard sales, hidden away in attics, sold on eBay, & etc. & etc., and let it go at that.

Yesterday was an unexpected sort of mess. Nothing I was supposed to get done actually got done. Not a bit of eBay. A lot of time was wasted on Photoshop, but that also came to little or nothing. Then my agent called about three p.m. or so, and we talked for almost an hour. That was the best part of the workday. Making concrete plans for What Happens Next, what the Next Thing will be, and the Thing After That. It was an encouraging sort of conversation. Ultimately, it means more work, but what else would I do with this life? At four fifteen or so, I called it a day and fucked off to the cinema to catch a matinee.

And it is a testament to the genius of Guillermo del Toro that I managed to love Pan's Labyrinth despite the fact that the air temperature in the theatre must have been hovering somewhere just above freezing. Fortunately, I had my gloves, though it was very annoying the way my glasses kept fogging up. Oh, and we also had to endure the atrocious yodeling agony of the Dreamgirls soundtrack for the half hour we sat in the icebox before the film began, and still it was worth it.

Pan's Labyrinth is an amazing film, and if you have not already seen it, I urge you to do so. I kept thinking about Algernon Blackwood. Only Blackwood would likely have pulled a lot of those punches. I should have more to say, but I think my head's still too full of the wonders. Something that comes this close to perfection, it speaks for itself.

Back home, I tuned in for the new episode of Heroes. I'm still fence-sitting on whether or not this series is actually Very Good or merely Sort of Interesting. But last night there was Christopher Eccleston, so what the hell. And then, a few minutes past midnight I went back to work, and an hour later, Photoshop still had the last laugh, and all I had was a bloody nose and clenched fists. I would do better to get back to the 1,500 words a day, back to the writing. Still, at least yesterday earned a W. It might have earned an L, which would have been a shame after the first twenty days of January.

I'm considering setting up a magick/neopaganism filter. If you want in, speak up. However, it's not a done deal. I might change my mind. So rarely do I ever write an entry that's devoted to less than a half dozen things, I can't really see how a filter's gonna help. If only there were LJ tags that allowed you to filter parts of any given entry, that would be far more amenable to my present needs. We shall see. Time to make the goddamn doughnuts.
Tags: heroes, magick, oscars, pan's labyrinth, wicca
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