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Yesterday, I managed to do 1,107 words on "Teratophobia," though the story seems to be going somewhere I'd not expected, and so I'm thinking it may have to be retitled.

And I have some other news, which isn't exactly huge news, but is fairly cool. However, I do not think I am yet at liberty to relay it. Maybe in the next day or two, once my agent says I can.

Mostly, I'm sort of working overtime to stave off a crushing sense of dread, as I contemplate what December and January are going to be like:

* Begin Blood Oranges (working title)
* Write short story for Robert Silverberg tribute anthology (Subterranean Press)
* Write and produce Sirenia Digest #49

* Continue Blood Oranges (working title)
* Write short story for chapbook to accompany the numbered edition of The Ammonite Violin & Others
* Write and produce Sirenia Digest #50

It's daunting, even for someone as productive as I usually am. The good news is, after January, the schedule will lighten up, and I'll "only" have the new novel and Sirenia Digest to worry about.

Better too much work than no work at all.


My thanks to everyone who voted in last night's poll. Henceforth, I shall only refer to that Palin woman as "Caribou Barbie," whenever I have cause to speak of her in this journal.


Wednesday night, we watched the final two episodes of Bryan Fuller's Wonderfalls. While it has it's moments and, all in all, I enjoyed the series, Wonderfalls is definitely a distant third to Fuller's truly outstanding (and also canceled) achievements, Dead Like Me (his very best) and Pushing Daisies (his second best).

Last night, we played WoW. Shaharrazad and Suraa in the Plaguelands. Both became exalted with the Argent Dawn, though, secretly Shah despises that order, and sees the AD as a nest of rotten turncoats. Perhaps she plans to work to subvert them from the inside.

And now, seven more photos from Wednesday's trip to Green Hill. I call this one "Sanderlings Installment, with Gull Tracks":

Gull tracks!

Spooky spotted this group of five sanderlings (Calidris alba), which are usually rather difficult to photograph. This group was obliging, though. They are seen here in their adult nonbreeding plumage/colors, which they wear from September through April. These little birds are about 8" long, and have wingspans of about 17".

All photographs Copyright © 2009 by Kathryn A. Pollnac


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Nov. 20th, 2009 05:31 pm (UTC)
Wonderfalls and Dead Like Me were both good shows with strong female characters. It's a shame they didn't make it. I can't speak to Pushing Daisies because I haven't seen it, although knowing it's also done by Brian Fuller, perhaps I'll give it a shot.
Nov. 20th, 2009 05:33 pm (UTC)

I can't speak to Pushing Daisies because I haven't seen it, although knowing it's also done by Brian Fuller, perhaps I'll give it a shot.

It really is very good, though, again, not as good as Dead Like Me.
Nov. 20th, 2009 06:33 pm (UTC)
Dead Like Me renewed my interest in serial television that I lost after Twin Peaks.
Nov. 21st, 2009 04:50 pm (UTC)
Bryan Fuller has also been beating the bushes about how potentially cool it could be to do a new Star Trek series. Don't know if that's led to any talks behind the scenes, but what little I've heard (and the little more I've seen of Pushing Daisies) intrigues me.
Nov. 20th, 2009 08:33 pm (UTC)
But what did they write, these gulls in the sand,
Feet scratching hieroglyphic sigils,
Joining with the surf,
In conversation I was never meant to understand...

Of something...

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Nov. 20th, 2009 09:38 pm (UTC)
Re: Sanderlings
That sounds like an excellent title.

You know, you're very, very right.

Edited at 2009-11-20 09:39 pm (UTC)
Nov. 21st, 2009 01:51 am (UTC)
Looking forward to hearing the "news".

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