Was anyone else aware that my old CafePress shop is still up and running? I sure wasn't. Maybe, when the dust settles, I'll add a thing or three.
Expect the new issue of Sirenia Digest, #30, tomorrow, most likely.
This morning, Spooky and I had to venture OTP ("Outside the Perimeter"), all the way up to Chamblee or Doraville or some such place, to the United Van Lines center to get a bunch of "mirror boxes" for framed pictures and such. On the way back into town, we treated ourselves to a matinée of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. No, it's not as good as Raiders of the Lost Ark, but I was delighted, all the same. I would say this is possibly the second best Indiana Jones film. At any rate, seeing Indy and Marion together again was pure geek heaven. Shia LaBeouf and Harrison Ford were great together. And Cate Blanchett, whom I pretty much adore unconditionally, was spectacular as Irina Spalko; you could just see her having fun with the role. Warts and all, I loved it. And the warts were fairly small. I was especially pleased with the way that an older, wearier Jones was handled. So, yeah, great fun. And we got a trailer for Hell Boy II: The Golden Army, which looks like it's going to be even better than the first film.
And now, we have five days remaining until the movers come. Five days and some change. Let's see, from right this moment, something like 128 hours. 7,680 minutes. 460,800 seconds. And quite a bit of packing left to do. Prick me right now, and I'd bleed newsprint and bubblewrap.
Oh, and somewhere in there I managed to finish Chapter 8 of Ronald Rainger's biography of Henry Fairfield Osborn ("Organisms in Space and Time: William Diller Matthew and Vertebrate Paleontology at the American Museum."
I've been thinking about everything I've written since we moved to this house from the Kirkwood loft back in December 2004. Daughter of Hounds and the Beowulf novelization. Frog Toes and Tentacles and Tales from the Woeful Platypus. Alabaster, To Charles Fort, With Love, and the 3rd edition of Tales of Pain and Wonder were all released. As for a tally of all the short stories, novellas, and vignettes, well, it's not a short list, so I'm putting it behind a cut. I suppose, if nothing else, it proves I'm still productive in the face of adversity. Don't get me started on chapbooks:
"The Ape's Wife"
"Orpheus at Mount Pangeum"
"Eisoptrophobia - A Sketch"
"For One Who Has Lost Herself"
"Ode to Edvard Munch"
"The Black Alphabet (Part One)"
"The Black Alphabet (Part Two)"
"The Cryomancer's Daughter (Murder Ballad No. 3)"
"Portrait of the Artist as a Young Ghoul"
"In the Praying Windows"
"The Ammonite Violin (Murder Ballad No. 4)"
"The Lovesong of Lady Ratteanrufer"
"The Voyeur in the House of Glass"
"The Sphinx's Kiss"
"A Season of Broken Dolls"
"In View of Nothing"
"Night Games in the Crimson Court"
"Outside the Gates of Eden"
"The Steam Dancer"
"In the Dreamtime of Lady Resurrection"
"Anamnesis, or the Sleepless Nights of Léon Spilliaert"
"Scene in the Museum (1896)"
"The Madam of the Narrow Houses"
"The Bed of Appetite"
"The Wolf Who Cried Girl"
"The Crimson Alphabet (Part One)"
"The Crimson Alphabet (Part Two)"
"The Collector of Bones"
"Pickman's Other Model"
"Regarding Attrition and Severance"
"Unter den Augen des Mondes"
"Salammbô Redux (2007)"
* And I'm still wondering if the series' creators intentionally misquoted André Popp and Pierre Cour's 1967 song, which does not state that "love is blue" (though that's the title of the song), but that "my world is blue"?