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"The stillness still that doesn't end."

A truly stunningly hideous dream this morning, even by my standards. So, just a tad dreamsick right now.

Yesterday, I wrote only 839 words on "The Colliers' Venus (1893)," which looks rather pathetic compared to Sunday's word count. I fear the story might have derailed, and I may have to spend today getting it back on track. This is another one set in my alternate-hitsory steampunk Colorado, in the city of Cherry Creek (known in this worldline as Denver), which was also the setting for "The Steam Dancer" (1896)," "The Melusine (1898)," and "Derma Sutra (1891)."

I should give some sort of historical context for the stuff I'm reposting at crk_blog_vault, for those who are following it. It's very strange for me, reading back over and reposting those old entries. At the time I began the blog, I'd just returned from my first (and bloody disastrous) move to Atlanta. I was once again living in Liberty House in downtown Birmingham, Alabama, in a loft (#304) next door to the loft (#303) I'd moved out of just a few months earlier. I adored Liberty House, though, sadly, it has since been devoured by the condo monster. Once upon a time, it was the Liberty Overall's factory, there on Morris Avenue, and Jada's grandmother worked there when she was young. The building was built in the 1920s. The ceilings in that second loft were, at their highest point, eighteen feet from the hardwood floors (there was a slope from the back of the loft to the front, with the ceiling becoming progressively higher). Threshold had just been released, and I was, obviously, trying to begin Low Red Moon. I was still doing research on mosasaurs and the Upper Cretaceous of Alabama, and would soon begin doing volunteer work at the McWane Science Center. I was thirty-seven years old, which seems very young now. Spooky had gone back to Rhode Island by the time I started the blog. Sophie (the cat) was getting old, but still had five years to live. I was scripting the last book I'd do for DC/Vertigo, Bast: Eternity Game. My office roof leaked when it rained. Anyway, I'm putting the entries up pretty much as written, making only spelling corrections and such.

Back to yesterday...

While I wrote, Spooky took the car to a mechanic down in Wakefield, to have fixed whatever went wrong with the windshield wipers back in September. She visited her mom, and they went to the Toy Vault (wicked cheap) in the Wakefield mall and found the Severus Snape action figure I've been coveting. Now, if I can just find Dumbledore. Anyway, Spooky drove her mother's van back to Providence, and tomorrow we should get our car. There was a big pot of chili for dinner. We made it through Chapter Two of The Red Tree. But I took a hot bath before we started reading and had a great deal of trouble staying awake for the first few pages. Later, when work was finally done, we played a little WoW. Shah and Suraa wandered from the Arathi Highlands all the way south to Booty Bay, where they drank cherry-flavoured grog in the company of goblins. Shaharrazad got a fancy new wand (35-66 arcane damage, 29 damage/second, speed 1.8) off a Dalaran summoner (human) that Suraa killed, which is pretty cool, considering there's only a 1% drop rate for that wand. Later still, we watched more Firefly.

Right. Coffee. Platypus. Deadlines. Here we go again....

And no, I do not celebrate Veteran's Day. I recognize Armistice Day (thank you, Mr. Vonnegut).

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sovay
Nov. 11th, 2008 05:10 pm (UTC)
And no, I do not celebrate Veteran's Day. I recognize Armistice Day (thank you, Mr. Vonnegut).

"I don't want to throw away any sacred things."

Wake well.
greygirlbeast
Nov. 11th, 2008 05:15 pm (UTC)

Wake well.

I'm trying.
readingthedark
Nov. 11th, 2008 05:27 pm (UTC)
Even though I knew you were reposting, I saw that Bast was in the tags and thought, "Yay! More comics!" but that's my fault for being half-alert and, of course, none of the comics people are smart enough to deserve you right now anyway.
greygirlbeast
Nov. 11th, 2008 05:32 pm (UTC)

of course, none of the comics people are smart enough to deserve you right now anyway.

At this point, it would take a lot to lure me back to comics. More money (and I was well paid, before) and zero bullshit. I'm not holding my breath.
kiaduran
Nov. 11th, 2008 11:15 pm (UTC)
Your reposting of the older blog entries is wonderful and are greatly appreciated - revisiting yourself as you were, but aren't anymore, but sorta are, must be unsettling. Whenever I stumble across something I've written from several years ago, it takes me aback and I often don't recognize the person I was. If any of that makes sense. If not, ignore me as I have had way too much coffee and should not be pestering people.

Do have a question, will you every be ebaying another copy of Trilobite: The Writing of Threshold?
greygirlbeast
Nov. 12th, 2008 12:33 am (UTC)

Do have a question, will you every be ebaying another copy of Trilobite: The Writing of Threshold?

Unlikely. I don't know if I own any more spare copies.

it takes me aback and I often don't recognize the person I was. If any of that makes sense.

I understand precisely,
kiaduran
Nov. 12th, 2008 03:28 am (UTC)
Unlikely. I don't know if I own any more spare copies.

Well, fudgepuppies...
humglum
Nov. 12th, 2008 06:21 am (UTC)

I think we actually have a few left... somewhere.
kiaduran
Nov. 12th, 2008 06:09 pm (UTC)
OOOOOOHHHHHH!!11!!! ME ME ME ME!!!

If you locate a copy and are willing to part with it, please let me know. I would love to work something out.

*squee*
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