No new links related to The Red Tree today. At least, not yet, anyway. I do think we might have some fresh evidence for the website this evening, though.
Yesterday, we discovered that Spooky's laptop was behaving oddly, so we drove it down to Warwick, to the Geek Squad guys at the Best Buy where she got it last year. Turns out, the hard drive was fried, so thank fuck for the three-year warranty. But we're still having to pony up for data retrieval, which wouldn't be so annoying, if there had not been unexpected car expense last week.
On the way home, we stopped at the Barnes and Noble in Warwick, because I'm getting all these reports of premature shelving on The Red Tree. But it seems that the B&N at Warwick is sticking to schedule. However, there was a very funny something, espcially in light of my comments on the 27th regarding "paranormal romance." As we were leaving, we passed a man and woman standing before a table displaying a large number of PR titles, all with this or that incarnation of the ubiquitous "tramp vamp" cover. The man seemed to be trying to explain the concept of the subgenre to the woman. She replied, "So, they've all got exactly the same plot." I actually laughed out loud, and I'm sure people thought I'd lost even more of my mind.
Also, on the subject of vampires who are not really vampires, yesterday, I was directed to this article at Slate: "Vampires Suck. Actually, they don't. And that's the problem." Very amusing, even though I do admit to having a big, ol' soft spot for Angel. I will say, I have half a mind to write the most balls-to-the-wall, blood-and-guts vampire novel possible. Something that would make Near Dark and 30 Days of Night look tame. Just as a personal "fuck you" to Stephanie Meyer and the Mormons. The hard part would be not to lapse into the idiocies of "splatterpunk."
Back home, I spent the evening working on Sirenia Digest #44. It's pretty much ready to go to thingunderthest to be PDFed, as soon as I have Vince's final artwork for "Vicaria Draconis."
It really does seem as if LiveJournal is evaporating around me. Posts to my friend's list grow fewer and farther between. So many people are fleeing to Facebook and the 140-character gratifications of Twitter. But I intend to keep this blog going for as long as LJ exists, and I have a backup at Dreamwidth, if it should all go kaput.
Okay. Platypus says we're almost done. Only thing left is to post three photos of the Eastern garter snake that Spooky and her mom and me spotted way back on July 3rd. Her mom saw it again a few days ago, sunning itself at the koi pond, and got some pictures before it slithered away: