By now, everyone who is a subscriber ought to have Sirenia Digest #23. If you do not, please email Spooky at crk_books(at)yahoo(dot)com, and she will fix things. As I've already said, I am pleased with this issue. And I'd love to hear some thoughts/comments, but that's always the case. All day Sunday was spent getting the issue raedy to be PDFed, and layout and editing always takes me three or four times longer than I expect it to.
Yesterday morning, I awoke to a staggering array of peculiar email. For one, there was a request from the Culture Show on BBC2 for an on-camera interview about the Beowulf novelization and the legend's place in popular culture. Problem is, it would need to be taped in the UK by November 5th, so I'm having to pass on that one. Also, there was praise for the novelization from another rather unlikely source that I am not at liberty to name. And there were other weird things. I thought I was going to go into more detail about the even-weirder-than-usual barrage of email, but now I think I won't. Maybe later.
Oh, way back, months ago, I said something about the enormous first printing of Beowulf, and someone asked how enormous it is, and I never did say. Well, it was 200,000 copies, which is still utterly staggering. And that's just the US printing. I know it's being released in numerous languages worldwide.
A pair of Carolina wrens (Thryothorus ludovicianus) have a nest in the holly bush beneath our kitchen window (it was occupied by a robin back in the spring), and the eggs have hatched, so it's a little noisy at that end of the house. But it's a good noise.
Byron called yesterday, because he had an extra ticket to the She Wants Revenge show last night, but we passed, because that's how rotten the day was going.
And I do believe that's all for now. I think I'm gonna go do something sensible, like eat candy corn until I puke.