greygirlbeast (greygirlbeast) wrote,

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"Take this penny, and make it into a necklace when I leave."

At least my dreams are varied in their subject matter. If I am to be haunted by dreams, there's some small solace that I can take pride in their diversity. Last night——or, rather, this ayem—the barrage included (but was not limited to) a performance by the Chieftens (I actually did see them play in Athens back in '96), golf with Johnny Depp, a zombie apocalypse, collecting the fossil bones of a giant ground sloth, and an alternate ending to Peter Jackson's adaptation of The Fellowship of the Ring that more closely followed the conclusion of James Joyce's Ulysses and yet was entirely true to Tolkien. Look into my ears and see the weirdness in my skull. Sometimes, it astonishes even me.

Only six hours sleep last night, and I've not left the house since Tuesday.

Yesterday was about as rough as the writing gets. Having shelved "There Are Kisses For Us All," I began casting about for a replacement idea, and found one almost immediately. By 12:30 p.m., I think. But then I couldn't find my way into the vignette, and I sat here until after four, grinding my teeth, growing ever more anxious and edging near panic. And then, abruptly, the words began to flow, and I wrote 1,207 words in less than an hour and a half.

I think my body is experiencing some sort of accelerated atrophy. I suspect it comes of too much chair-and-computer time and almost no exercise whatsoever. This morning, it's hard to find a part of my body that doesn't ache. And that reminds me, I have a doctor's appointment on Monday, with my new doctor, which is really weird, since my last doctor was my doctor for twenty years. The new doctor will likely say this body's ready for the scrap heap. A shame there's no shiny robotic replacement on hand, designed by Hajime Sorayama.

Turns out I've promised four editors stories in 2009. There was a deadline hiding behind November that I'd forgotten about. So, that's my limit for the year.

The current eBay auctions continue. Congratulations to the winner of Letter V of Frog Toes and Tentacles, with its velvet and silk cozy. Letter W* has been added to the auctions. Let me stress again that these are unique items, the copies of FT&T with the cozies. Each was was sewn by Spooky, and I embroidered the letter on the velvet. There will only ever be one Letter W, and, so far, I think we've only made and sold about seven of the cozies. Please have a look. Bid if you are able and so disposed. Thank you. Also, today or tomorrow, we'll be adding some of the recent mass-market paperback editions of my novels, which might be your only chance to get these editions signed, given how rarely I do readings and signings these days. And remember, auction winners this month will receive monster doodles, which I've not offered in years.

* Sorry. That's a photo of Letter V. We'll get new photos up ASAP.
Tags: antisocial me, dreams, ebay, insomnia, sirenia, writing

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