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Today, in Providence, we can pretend it's summer. Sunny. The window's open. Presently, 80˚F (after a low of 58˚[!!!]) last night), with a forecast high of...oh, wait. Sorry. Strike that. It's currently only 79˚F, with a forecast high of 80˚F. Yeah, summer. Anyway, tomorrow, we are, unexpectedly, being forced out of the house for reasons that are just too stupid and annoying to even get into, and we won't be able to return until late in the evening. Which means we have to board Hubero – again – and NOT WORK for several hours afterwards. I think we're going to see Batman Rising, and then, maybe, swimming at Beavertail (if we can hit the tide just right).

Yesterday, I sat down to write and, within an hour, was feeling weird. Tired, but in a way that's difficult to explain. Spooky had to go out and run errands. I managed to stay upright until she returned. At that point, I'd managed to write 610 words on "One Tree Hill (The World As Cataclysm)." I apologized, then passed out on the sofa. I slept about an hour an a half. In the afternoon. This is the sort of thing that never happens. I awoke feeling horribly dehydrated, and spent the evening drinking everything in sight. No other symptoms. I thought I'd never get to sleep after that epic "nap," but I went to bed at my usual hour, say 2:30 ayem, listened to the audiobook version of The Haunting of Hill House (no more of that dreadful adaptation of Neuromancer; I just can't endure it), and was asleep within minutes. I didn't awake until almost eleven ayem. So...no idea what happened yesterday. Spooky felt bad the day before, she says. Were we fighting off a bug? Was this very delayed exhaustion from Readercon (that seems unlikely)? Am I just tired? No fucking idea. Regardless, I'm hemorrhaging time, and have most of a novel to get written in August.

I dreamt, this morning, that I was living in London, which was also Atlanta, and there was a fantastic sort of water tornado (not a waterspout) that tore through the city. I recall, specifically, red-stone shingles being ripped from roofs, tossed by the thousands into the stormy sky.

Okay: Platypus. Words. Fear of failure. Ticking clock. Onwards...

Hoping for Heat,
Aunt Beast


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Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:03 pm (UTC)
If you do go see Dark Knight, lot of it was filmed in IMAX and w/ absolutely no 3D, I might add. IMAX at PVD Mall may be worth it since it's early showing.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:07 pm (UTC)

Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:17 pm (UTC)
And, if you do decide on it, swing by movietickets.com to buy tix early so you don't show up and find a sold out show.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:55 pm (UTC)

See, that pretty much guarantees I won't go. Just can't do crowds in theaters. They are inevitably noisy, at best. Obnoxious at worst.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:58 pm (UTC)
Ah, well, there's always the air conditioned library. ;)
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:16 pm (UTC)

We'll just go to our usual theater in Warwick.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:29 pm (UTC)

I might try to see Dark Knight Rises tomorrow night, if I can get enough done during the day.

Two movies I've watched recently that you might enjoy -

House (1977) http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0076162/
Kuroneko (1968) http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0122136/

Both have been released by Criterion, but can be streamed through Hulu. Both are strange Toho productions, each odd in a completely different way than the other.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 05:57 pm (UTC)

Maybe. But I'm sort of burned out on Japanese movies, and the whole Japanese ghost thing, even more so.

I'm often baffled by what Criterion chooses to release.

Edited at 2012-07-22 05:57 pm (UTC)
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:20 pm (UTC)

I'm often baffled by what Criterion chooses to release.

They've certainly got an eclectic catalog. In the laserdisc days they were the go-to for truly classic films that weren't deemed marketable any more by the big studios, but when DVDs took off the studios came to their senses. Still, I'm more likely to check out a Criterion release - while I might not agree with every choice, it's clear that someone there felt strongly about that film.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:50 pm (UTC)

They've certainly got an eclectic catalog.

Marc D. Goldfinger
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:15 pm (UTC)
Movies to see--
I really loved Savages--the end was a little hinky--But Benecio Del Toro was great. And the two entrepreneurs reminded me of my 30's. Glad I got out alive though. The Life--not the movie.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:17 pm (UTC)
Re: Movies to see--

It's one I'm looking forward to seeing.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:38 pm (UTC)
Hopefully you'll get your swim in. Maybe the turons will be scarce, since it's a Monday.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:50 pm (UTC)

Screw the turons. The time has come to swim, regardless. I mean to get two swimming days in this week.
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:46 pm (UTC)
A couple days ago I had a dream that I was driving through London and the streets were flooded. I could see my vehicle from the outside at one point as I was driving and the water was 8 to 10 inches up the side of the tires.

Edited at 2012-07-22 06:47 pm (UTC)
Jul. 22nd, 2012 06:51 pm (UTC)

A couple days ago I had a dream that I was driving through London and the streets were flooded.

The Ninth Wave...
Jul. 22nd, 2012 07:08 pm (UTC)
swimming at Beavertail (if we can hit the tide just right).

hope you make the tides!
Jul. 22nd, 2012 07:22 pm (UTC)

Yeah, we have to hit high tide. Or at least incoming.
Lawrence Carlin
Jul. 22nd, 2012 10:00 pm (UTC)
Haunting Dream
That dream, I can't stop thinking about that dream. A bit of a haunting, at least for the day. It calls to mind the dream of Faramir, that he describes to Eowyn, of a wave, coming, bringing "darkness unescapable. But your dream is the opposite, it is exposure unescapable.

And that aqueous tornado. From Dracula to Buffy, we hear that blood is (the) life; maybe. But really water is life, isn't it? Life, being alive and in the midst of life causes exposure and the fear of exposure. I'm stopping now, and apologize if I am off base and out of line; and anyway writing about it doesn't get it out of my head or make it any less terrifying.
Jul. 23rd, 2012 12:14 am (UTC)
Of nap fog and ugly meds.
I napped today as well. When we have a lightly scheduled weekend, I like to nap for an hour or so. on one day. When I wake up, I usually am fogged out for awhile. I don't mind because getting sleep is precious.

I finished The Drowning Girl. It is disturbing and BRILLIANT. Some of the scenes cut close to home. A friend of the family developed schizophrenia and for some time I was one of the few people she interacted with. One night I did not go to when she called and the relationship was never the same. I screwed it up. I miss her but not the pain of being a witness of her illness, the meds and the anger I felt towards her mother. I should see if I can find her.
Brandon Alspaugh
Jul. 23rd, 2012 04:42 pm (UTC)
Obviously rabies. Have you noticed anything different about the raccoons that gnaw on your leg, Auntie B?
Jul. 24th, 2012 04:03 am (UTC)
I once dreamt of a tornado in which tendrils of lightning outlined a bear- why on earth would I dream of a bear in a tornado, but it was explained to me that, well, that was my spirit animal/guide. Sounds good to me. Male bears live solitary lives. I told this story (I NEVER remember my dreams, this is an anomoly) to Dr. Bakker, not sure why now, but he corrected me and told me my true animal spirit guide was Arctodus, the Short Faced Bear. True fucking story.
So I have to have some type of Arctodus-related Ink. Thinking calf- paw print. Black. Or Aqua. Teal. Sorry, couldn't resist- I am not a bad person- ! I'm sure the tat looks wicked cool. You are inked!
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