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Yeah, I've missed a couple of days.

1. On Sunday, I wrote 1,069 words, and finished the prologue to The Wolf Who Cried Girl. Or, at least I hoped that I had. I had a hot bath, and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. We were having Sonya (sovay) and Geoffrey (readingthedark) over, and Sonya's train arrived at 7:20 p.m. (CaST). I didn't want to go out in the cold, especially considering I'd left the House only the day before to go down to Warwick (office supplies, etc.). But Spooky more or less ordered me to go along. So, I bundled up and braved the glacier slicking our driveway.

Not too long after we got back, Geoffrey arrived. And since we're on the second floor and our doorbell is broken, he announced his arrival by hurling a snowball at the window. Which worked. We got takeout from Fellini's on Wikenden. And then I read everyone the prologue (Spooky had not yet heard the end of it). It was met with approval, and I was tremendously relieved. Now, I only have to find my way into Chapter One. Afterwards, there was much good conversations, topics ranging from Readercon, sea chanteys, vile "salads" involving Jell-O and mayonnaise, Baudelaire and Nabokov, Lovecraft and how much the "holiday" season sucks, Crowley and how Cormac McCarthy was arrested in the seventies for having public sex with a watermelon and...I don't know. Lots and lots of things. But, then I had a moderate seizure, sometime after midnight. The worst of it was that I bit my tongue. Still, we watched Luc Besson's The Fifth Element (1997), which Sonya had never seen. Despite the way the seizure had left me feeling— foggy and wiped out —I didn't get to bed until about 5 a.m. (CaST).

2. On Monday, there was more conversation. Sonya had to catch a train back to Boston at 2:30ish. This time, I was not forced out into the cold. Geoffrey stayed, and we talked until dusk, when he headed back to Framingham. It was a good visit (my fit notwithstanding), and I wish I'd have people over more often. Of course, then less would get written. Last night, Spooky and I watched four more episodes of Fringe. I want a T-shirt that says, "Unless your IQ is higher than mine, I don't care."*

3. I want to remind everyone in the Brooklyn/Manhattan area, I'll be part of a Lovecraft Unbound reading this coming Friday night (January 15th) at the Montauk Club in Brooklyn. Naturally, I'll be reading from "Houses Under the Sea." And this will be my last public appearance until ReaderCon in July.

4. If you've not already, the platypus urges you to preorder The Ammonite Violin & Others.

5. The last week or so, I have allowed myself to wander back into Second Life. I thought I was out for good, but that aforementioned desperation for the lives that can only be lived through avatars and free-form roleplay with a visual interface drove me back in. It hasn't gone well, and I may now be in the process of seeking an exit strategy, or at least searching for a sim where morons make up somewhat less than 95% of the virtual population. Which is probably utterly futile. But it's so hard for me to give up on something I waited for all my life. It ought to be brilliant, and, instead, SL is a haven for the worst of the worst of the internet. I loathe SL, passionately, and yet it keeps drawing me back in.

6. Lastly, I'm getting some truly grand responses to the two polls— "If I were a monster you could summon...." and "If you had me alone, locked up in your house, for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to" —those polls. There was something genuinely amazing last night from jacobluest. Anyway, I'll be reading your responses for at least another week and a half, maybe two. Thanks to everyone who has answered.

* 147-149, depending whether I refer to the test of '81 or the test of '90, respectively. Both were administered by licensed psychologists.

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greygirlbeast
Jan. 12th, 2010 04:42 pm (UTC)

#4 accomplished a while back. I'll buy anything you write.

Thank you.

So, I know I'll have at least one reader for that compendium of essays on exobiological parasites that I've been compiling.
robmacanthony
Jan. 12th, 2010 10:51 pm (UTC)
Make it two. You're on a short list of authors whose name on a book results in an immediate purchase.

And parasitology is fascinating...
scarletboi
Jan. 12th, 2010 08:56 pm (UTC)
I keep almost hanging out in SL again. I don't know very many people and I'm not good at the whole "talking to people" thing, so it's a very lonely experience for me unless Nineveh's on and not working. But I love the idea of Second Life so much that I keep trying.
humglum
Jan. 12th, 2010 09:49 pm (UTC)

I got sucked into Babbage for about a week, due to a neat RP/mystery thing that was happening. The clues are all still there, so if you're bored and feel like venturing into SL you can start with the body in the theater.
thimbleofrain
Jan. 12th, 2010 09:20 pm (UTC)
I tested at 152, but that was in the 6th grade. I know I'm a lot less intelligent now, so feel free to disregard the things I say anyway.
amethyst_clan
Jan. 12th, 2010 09:55 pm (UTC)
I have no clue what I tested at, outside of "near genius level", according to my mom. But my mom exaggerates, so take it with a grain of sale. -laughs- Plus that was when I was a wee thing and years of cognitive fuckery has probably reduced it some.

Salads with Jello and mayo? Who the fuck thought of that atrocity? Even the thought of it made me throw up in my mouth a little. Ugh.
amethyst_clan
Jan. 12th, 2010 09:56 pm (UTC)
"a grain of sale"?

-facepalms- And there's the proof of cognitive fuckery, if you wanted some. Obviously, I meant a grain of salt. -lol-
jacobluest
Jan. 12th, 2010 11:58 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked it. As far as mediums go it's a true bastard's child, stuck between digital and some sort of perversion of physical form. It can degrade even further into digital if need be, with interaction, hyperlinking between pages, flash on each page and storage of data...something undeniably rich if one spent the time on it to realize the possibilities. Gibson's Young Lady's Primer with a savant at the wheel, or just this if it's me at the wheel. Simple tools for simple hands.

~Jacob
skusting
Jan. 13th, 2010 02:24 am (UTC)
from Humglum: "I got sucked into Babbage for about a week, due to a neat RP/mystery thing that was happening. The clues are all still there, so if you're bored and feel like venturing into SL you can start with the body in the theater."

Loki's behind it, so you know that's good, but I'm sure Spooky's already filled you in.
I think he has more plans for some of the old Van Creed/ Moriarty bits.
derekcfpegritz
Jan. 13th, 2010 04:14 am (UTC)
Second Life still exists? I thought it had turned into the virtual equivalent of a cross between Sodom and London's Whitechapel (circa 1880) and then just imploded.
sovay
Jan. 13th, 2010 06:19 am (UTC)
It was met with approval, and I was tremendously relieved.

Yes, well, that's because it was good.

Now, I only have to find my way into Chapter One.

I trust you.
chris_walsh
Jan. 14th, 2010 04:09 am (UTC)
Randomly, this (by smwance, who once did fake FarScape motivational posters) made me think of you:

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