Oh, my box of contributor's copies of Beowulf finally arrived on Thursday.
Which brings us to yesterday, also known as Friday. We braved traffic and the horror of Buckhead and Phipps Plaza to see Julie Taymor's Across the Universe with a good sound system. Wow. From my perspective, there was nothing here not to love. Of course, you must keep in mind, I adored both Moulin Rouge! (2001) and The Velvet Goldmine (1998), and while Across the Universe is not as perfect a film as either of those, it's awfully frelling good. And, in my opinion, there's no way Across the Universe ever would have happened without those two films. No, I do not write reviews, and this is not a review. Just me saying this is a very special film, and I loved it. Great cameos by Bono and Eddie Izzard, and the cast was, all in all, superb (though Joe Anderson's unnerving resemblance to Kurt Cobain kept, well, unnerving me). I'm very pleased to hear the film is about to get a much wider release. And I will also say something that should be obvious, because, all around me, people keep missing obvious things. This is as much a film about 2007 as it is about the 1960s, as much a film about Iraq as Vietnam, and etc. If my recommendations mean anything to you (and I will not be offended if they do not), see Across the Universe.
After the movie, we met Byron for dinner at The Vortex, then headed home for the season finale of Doctor Who. And again, I will say "Wow." Martha Jones, walking the world. I'd be very unhappy about the ending, if I didn't know that Freema Agyeman joins the cast of Torchwood next season (as well as making returning appearances on Doctor Who). And I do think that "The Sound of Drums" and "The Last of the Time Lords" are probably best watched together as a single episode.
And then there was Second Life, my alternate existence as a Freman woman named Shahrazad al-Anwar, and then, eventually, there was bed. And that was Friday.
Today, I will be spending the whole day thinking and talking about Joey Lafaye, because the time is here. The time was here a year ago, but a thousand things got in the way. Now the time is here, and there are a few things I need to figure out before the novel begins to happen.
If you are an admirer of Spooky's dolls, have a look at Amelia (though I call her Tilda, for reasons that should be self-evident). Also, there are still three eBay auctions underway. The way people have been snapping up the copies of the new Threshold paperback I've listed recently, I am surprised no one's yet bid on this copy of Low Red Moon, because a) it's a better novel, and b) it's not like I do signings anymore.
I think that's all for now. The platypus and I need to have a loooonnnng talk...