All Sirenia Digest subscribers should, by this point, have a copy of #31 in their inboxes. If not, please let Spooky know. My thanks for the kind comments to yesterday's entry, regarding the two new stories. I wouldn't mind seeing more comments. (hint, hint)
Yesterday, I wrote 1,245 words on The Red Tree, beginning Chapter Two, which I am racing to finish by month's end. Just now, I'm aiming for a minimum of 1,200 words/day. Every day. At least, unlike the "Mordorian death march" that produced the Beowulf novelization last year, these are my own words, and my own story, and I am free to take it where it needs to go.
I know better than to say "never again." But, still, I am constantly saying "never again" and then eating my words. Yesterday, on the strength of my "signature review," I was offered a regular gig writing reviews for Publisher's Weekly, and I'm taking it, primarily because a) I need the money and b) the reviews will be published anonymously. And, hey, it might even be fun. Who knows?
Also yesterday, Sonya (
Yesterday is only the second day since coming to Rhode Island that I managed not to leave the house even once all day long. It's not something I will make a habit of doing, or not doing, or whatever. It just happened. Spooky made egg salad sandwiches for dinner, and we played Unspeakable Words, which really is a sort of anti-Scrabble. It's silly, but a great deal of fun. She beat me two games out of three. I hung four pictures and a plaque. It's starting to look like people live here. Much later, I had about an hour and a half of good rp in Second Life. Life after the fall is proving disquieting, horrific, and somewhat exhilarating. Nareth (well, Labyrinth) had a wonderful showdown with a cocky, prying Catholic priest, and he made the mistake of treating her as though he were facing some demon or common vampire. He was actually left gibbering on the floor, and had to drag himself from the building. I let him go. Where's the sport in killing wounded animals? The Latin did him no good whatsoever. He should have tried Sumerian.
Looks rainy out. That would be nice....
- Current Location:Hydraotes Chaos
- Current Mood:
awake
- Current Music:David Bowie, "I'm Deranged"
Comments
A lot of this sort of thing isn't well understood in the allopathic medical community. Perhaps they don't want to understand, because they stand to make too much money on drugs.
Something scary happens, here in the West we're conditioned to run to the doctor and say 'Yessir' (or 'Yes'm') to whatever they tell us to do. But everyone's body is different and basically they're just trying shit out on you, seeing if anything actually works. As someone caring for a disabled mom, I can speak a little bit on this subject. At this point I probably know more about her condition than her so-called doctor does. For one thing, he doesn't live with her. Information is our friend. So is skepticism. And not necessarily skepticism of alternatives to allopathy.
Acupuncture has been around for thousands of years. It's not like it's some new dippy New Age thing.
Well, while I do think acupuncture has merit, one could say the same thing — "been around for thousands of years" — about many things that are bunk — astrology, dowsing, eating ground up fossil bones for every ailment imaginable, faith healing, etc.
A lot of this sort of thing isn't well understood in the allopathic medical community. Perhaps they don't want to understand, because they stand to make too much money on drugs.
Yep.
Something scary happens, here in the West we're conditioned to run to the doctor and say 'Yessir' (or 'Yes'm') to whatever they tell us to do. But everyone's body is different and basically they're just trying shit out on you, seeing if anything actually works. As someone caring for a disabled mom, I can speak a little bit on this subject. At this point I probably know more about her condition than her so-called doctor does. For one thing, he doesn't live with her. Information is our friend. So is skepticism. And not necessarily skepticism of alternatives to allopathy.
Agreed on all counts.
Spoken like a true Gemini.
*hides*
Spoken like a true Gemini.
*rolls eyes*
You're welcome, and thank you.
A quick thought on the seizures ... Reluctant as I am to offend your scientific sensibilities, it might interest you to know that I suffered (for more than a decade) with a form of nerve seizures known as Trigeminal Neuralgia. Modern medical "science" was unable to do much but medicate the condition (with Tegretol, which made me unable to write, fuck or do much beyond stare at the ceiling and mutter, "Wow"). What ended up not only being of help but finally curing the problem was ... (wait for it) ... acupuncture. Believe it ... or not.
I won't go near Tegretol. And I'm not adverse to giving acupuncture a shot. We shall see.
Again - no offense to science or rationality (or you) intended.
None taken. ;-)
Edited at 2008-06-26 05:00 pm (UTC)
however, did they realize you might be critical of the subject works?
Yes.
You may be interested in this response to a proposed abandonment of the scientific method, as the internet has made it obsolete...
Oh, please, no. I have enough nonsense to deal with the day. The internet can suck my butt.
Great to see you making progress on The Red Tree!
Reading Sirena Digest (and your novels lately) has made me want to write again.
thanks for the birthday present Unter den Augen des Mondes
It's fascinating how a picture in one's mind can go off and develop into something completely realized and wonderful in someone else's hands.
You're very welcome, and thank you for planting the seed.
By the way, on Tuesday I gifted my friend Alicia (she who's fond of The Five of Cups) with your three novels she didn't have yet, Silk, LRM and MOA. That was a very satisfying moment, leaving the Eugene Barnes & Noble with that stash of newness.
By the way, on Tuesday I gifted my friend Alicia (she who's fond of The Five of Cups) with your three novels she didn't have yet, Silk, LRM and MOA. That was a very satisfying moment, leaving the Eugene Barnes & Noble with that stash of newness.
Thank you! Spread the virus!
What has she become? An ardat-lilî?
What has she become? An ardat-lilî?
Interesting you should ask that, as Nareth has been seeking Lilith for a long time now. But no, she's something quite a bit stranger, something there is no proper name for. A sort of cosmic doorway personified. The portal to the abyss in the form of a woman.
I am sorry not to be watching what steps through her.
I am sorry not to be watching what steps through her.
Well, so far, she's only been used as a portal to move through. Nothing has, yet, exited. But...well...
Glad you're enjoying your holiday, you are much missed! :)