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Mabon 2010

Yesterday imploded. Or exploded. Doesn't really matter, because when the colloid of airborne solid and liquid particulates and gases had cleared, well, there was little left of the day to salvage. Nothing was written. Which makes yesterday a Lost Day. With only eight days remaining until we leave for the HPLFF, there's no time for days like that.

I forgot to mention that, night before last, I heard a coyote very near the house. I heard it several times, an oddly eerie sound. I'm still trying to get used to the idea of urban coyotes.

Today is Mabon.

The brightest spot to yesterday, the most silver lining (there were few of either) was the arrival of my author's copies of Haunted Legends, edited by Ellen Datlow and Nick Mamatas. It contains my story "As Red As Red," which I wrote in March and April of 2009. The anthology was released simultaneously in three formats: trade paperback, hardback, and a Kindle edition (though how anyone can read anything on a Kindle is beyond me*). This is a story I'm very happy with— sort of a footnote to The Red Tree —and I hope you'll pick up the collection, which includes a bevy of fine authors.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. They end today and tonight. Still no bid on The Wrong Things (2001), my collaborative collection with docbrite. These have become very rare, and I have only a handful of copies.

The rumours are true. The 2010 H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival is the last HPLFF, at least for the foreseeable future, as the director, Andrew Migliore, is retiring. You can't blame him; he's been doing this for fifteen years. Aaron Vanek has started a satellite festival in LA, so there will be that. So, yeah. Alas. The end is, indeed, nigh.

Last night, I watched the moon and Jupiter again.

To try to scrape something good from yesterday, late in the afternoon we drove to Warwick and got the new Swans CD, My Father Will Guide Me Up a Rope to the Sky, at Newbury Comics. This is the Swans minus Jarboe, but still. And we went to the market. And coming back home the sun was starting to set, and the clouds were on fire, and I wished I'd brought the camera.

The day ended when I took a Seroquel, that tiny reddish drab of numb, and fell asleep watching Avatar. It's becoming one of my comfort films, because it's beautiful, and it's heart is always in the right place— even when it stumbles —and in the end the humans lose and have to go back to their dying world. A bedtime story for panenatheists (I think I just made that word up).

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The whole money thing is wearing me ragged again. Of course, at this point, I imagine it's wearing almost everyone ragged. The lifeboat is overcrowded, and we have the teabaggers wanting to punch a hole in the hull. Day before yesterday, I found this animated map— "The Decline: The Geography of a Recession" —based on data from the Bureau of Labor Statistics (and other local unemployment statistics). It chronicles unemployment in the US from January 2007 (4.6%) to June 2010 (9.7%). It's sort of horrifying.

Anyway, yeah. I've reached the point where I'm considering asking my agent if she can get me another novelization deal. Frankly, I'd rather eat dog shit than go through that special hell again, but the money was good. Of course, there's no guarantee the money would be good again, and it would derail my actual, for-real, trying-not-to-suck writing.

Now, I need to make an end to this entry, then go find THE END to "John Four."

* Nothing personal, Kindle. I hate all "eReaders" and "ebooks" equally on principle.

Comments

lenagriffin
Sep. 22nd, 2010 07:40 pm (UTC)
"A book used to be something artful. Not just a pile of data, not just a "good read" (*shudder*)

Completely agree!

Also, my husband and I own an ambient record label, and there's always a lot of talk in our forum about the future of music. Albums were like books in the way that everything which went into them was very personal to the artist and filled with creative expression- not just the music itself, but the cover art, liner notes, dedications, printed lyrics, etc. When CDs came along, much of that went away, (although there are still a lot of people who try to add the same personal touches and sense of "getting something special" that records used to do.) Now, though, we have download-able music. No cover, no case, nothing to read or hold in your hand. So many people are doing this now, my husband and I are actually working to set up a new online store with a download option for all our albums, (got to move into the future if we want to stay in business, I guess.) We'll continue selling CDs for as long as we can, though- there are still a few old-school people like us out there who want a physical product they can hold, look at and keep on a shelf with the rest of their music collection.

~L

Oh, and P.S. I also want to mention that the pirating of download music is HORRIBLE now, as I'm sure it is with download-able "books." Our sales have dropped tremendously in the past few years, and at any given moment I can find a number of illegal sites with many of my label's albums posted for free, high-quality download. Grrrrr... >:-(



greygirlbeast
Sep. 22nd, 2010 11:51 pm (UTC)

When CDs came along, much of that went away, (although there are still a lot of people who try to add the same personal touches and sense of "getting something special" that records used to do.) Now, though, we have download-able music. No cover, no case, nothing to read or hold in your hand.

I begin to think we're moving into some sort of the Age of the Post-Tangible. It doesn't seem to bother most people that books and "albums" are becoming binary files (or whatever). It baffles me.
lenagriffin
Sep. 23rd, 2010 12:17 am (UTC)
Yep, and what's even worse is that younger people are starting to lose the sense that books and music are things of value, especially when they download something for free and then share it with twenty of their friends, who do the same, etc... There's actually a movement in certain younger crowds that this stuff should be free, and that we should just put it out there for the world to enjoy and not charge for it, since it's not "solid" or "real." Whatever! Just because it's not a painting or a sculpture doesn't mean music, (or an eBook, for that matter), isn't real art or an actual creation. The whole "not having a physical product to hold in your hand" thing is really starting to mess with younger people's way of thinking about what has value and what doesn't, (it's kind of scary to me...)

greygirlbeast
Sep. 23rd, 2010 03:44 am (UTC)

The "whole information wants to be free" thing, it goes back to 1959 and the MIT Tech Model Railroad Club, if you can believe that. It's a mid-20th Century idea that IT has given a huge boost.

I say, information can be free when my rent is free, and my health care is free, and the groceries are free, and so on.