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Howard Hughes vs. the Sky

The Great Sticky Glumness has returned to Providence. The clouds, the humidity, the weird temperatures. It isn't summer, but it isn't spring anymore, either. It's a season for which I know no name, and it comes too near to approximating how I usually feel. It's as though the weather has taken on the countenance of my mind. We're past Solstice, and I've hardly left the house all "summer" long. I look out the window, and any desire to leave my hole vanishes.

Yesterday, I wrote a rather surprising 1,514 words on "The Sea Troll's Daughter." Today, I have to set it aside long enough to get Sirenia Digest #43 together and out to readers, but I'll be coming back to the story tomorrow.

Only thirty-six days remaining until the release of The Red Tree, and I can only hope the pre-orders are good. And the reviews. And the first six weeks of sales. And so on and so forth.

One of my sf stories has sold for dramatization via a podcast, and I'll give you more details as soon as the contracts are signed.

Not much else to yesterday. I wrote and wrote, and then lay down on the bed to read and, instead, slept for an hour, until supper. I woke to the sun coming in through the bedroom window, so that was nice. Late last night, we watched an absolutely awful sf movie, made for Fox, something called Virtuality*. Not only was it was a piece of dog shit, but it managed to rip off almost every good sf film of the last twenty years. Poor Clea DuVall. I do like her, and I wish she could get better roles.

I want to unplug, please. I want to walk away from the internet and never look back. In the last couple of months, I've become more "connected" than ever, out of necessity, out of desperation. But I'm sick of it all. I want to spend a month without email, or blogging, without any of it. I'm sick of sitting in this chair, staring at this screen. I'm sick of trying, in vain, to seduce the masses. Maybe I'm just sick. I want to unplug.

Instead, I'll remind you that today's micro-excerpt of The Red Tree will be up at greygirlbeast as soon as I finish with this.

* Turns out, it was a pilot for a series. I had no idea, as I saw it via Hulu. Not that this changes my opinion of the thing....


Jun. 29th, 2009 04:03 pm (UTC)
Awful here in Mass too. ugh We've been calling June a "warm March."

I pre-ordered my copy of the red tree. I can't wait to get it!

You sound exhausted. I hope you will find the time to take care of you soon. Promoting your work all the time must be so draining. Plus you are constantly writing and writing on projects with deadlines. Its so hard to feel you are never "off" that you are always on duty, there is always something you "should" be doing. The mom gig is like that too but with a smaller audience judging you. If you unplug for a while, I am sure most of us would understand and not forget about you!
Jun. 29th, 2009 07:05 pm (UTC)

Awful here in Mass too. ugh We've been calling June a "warm March."

Sounds about right.

I pre-ordered my copy of the red tree.

Thank you.
Jun. 30th, 2009 05:16 pm (UTC)
Oh dear, I wasn't looking for a thank you for ordering your upcoming book. Thank YOU for writing it! I was just mentioning it as kind of some, very small, good news. I love your writing, and am so glad I stumbled across "Silk" in a bookstore. That was a good day.