"It's better to burn out, 'cause rust never sleeps."
Trying to wake up. It was after sunrise before I got to sleep, though I'm hazy on how long after sunrise. Sometime between five and six. We've had a string of days that have only just sort of qualified as hot, but the house gets dreadfully warm if the temperature nudges over eighty. So, lots of cold dinners and lying very still at night and the whirring of fans. There's a cool down coming, though, this weekend, and we'll be back into the seventies and sixties. I do not welcome it.
Because business drags its feet and takes its own sweet time, we're looking at mid or late September for the move back to Birmingham, instead of August.
I've not really made any progress on the screenplay. Almost all my work has been focused on proofreading and correcting the manuscript for Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales. And we've been doing that at the Hay, because there's air conditioning, and, too, because if one must waste days of one's life proofreading at least it can be done amid grandeur. While I proof, Spooky's been transcribing the text from old typescripts into MS Word, so I can assemble the ms. for the volume of juvenilia that Subterranean Press will be publishing in 2016. I do not envy her. There are four photos from Tuesday.
"Corrected" pages from "Paedomorphosis," the earliest of the 30+ stories to be included in Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales. It was written in 1997.
Spooky, doing the real shit work. Hand-corrected typescripts from the seventies and eighties.
Across the street from the Hay, Brown University's Carrie Tower, donated to the school in 1904. Ninety-five feet tall.
The Lovecraft centenary monument, which was recently moved from 22 Prospect Street to a more prominent and suitable location, a small plot of grass beside the John Hay Library.
All photographs Copyright 2015 by Caitlín R. Kiernan
Spooky says she had a good birthday yesterday. We went to Warwick for a 40th anniversary showing of Jaws. I was one of those in the audience who saw it in theatres in the Summer of '75. I was eleven. After the movie, we stopped at Newbury Comics so Spooky could get one of her gifts, a special pressing of Violent Femmes on green marbled vinyl. Then we drove back to Providence for Thai food at Bee's over on Ives Street, and then we got cake and ice cream for Spooky. Back home, we played a little Guild Wars 2, then watched Jeff Preiss' wonderful film Low Down (2014), which I strongly recommend. A look at the life of jazz pianist Joe Albany from the eyes of his daughter.* An amazing cast, including Elle Fanning, John Hawkes, Glenn Close, Peter Dinklage, Flea, Lena Headey, and Caleb Landry Jones. See it.
And then I tried to sleep. And watched the sun rise. Which is what I do. It's my secret job.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
*The film is based on her 2003 book, Low Down: Junk, Jazz, and Other Fairy Tales from Childhood (Bloomsbury).
Because business drags its feet and takes its own sweet time, we're looking at mid or late September for the move back to Birmingham, instead of August.
I've not really made any progress on the screenplay. Almost all my work has been focused on proofreading and correcting the manuscript for Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales. And we've been doing that at the Hay, because there's air conditioning, and, too, because if one must waste days of one's life proofreading at least it can be done amid grandeur. While I proof, Spooky's been transcribing the text from old typescripts into MS Word, so I can assemble the ms. for the volume of juvenilia that Subterranean Press will be publishing in 2016. I do not envy her. There are four photos from Tuesday.
"Corrected" pages from "Paedomorphosis," the earliest of the 30+ stories to be included in Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales. It was written in 1997.
Spooky, doing the real shit work. Hand-corrected typescripts from the seventies and eighties.
Across the street from the Hay, Brown University's Carrie Tower, donated to the school in 1904. Ninety-five feet tall.
The Lovecraft centenary monument, which was recently moved from 22 Prospect Street to a more prominent and suitable location, a small plot of grass beside the John Hay Library.
All photographs Copyright 2015 by Caitlín R. Kiernan
Spooky says she had a good birthday yesterday. We went to Warwick for a 40th anniversary showing of Jaws. I was one of those in the audience who saw it in theatres in the Summer of '75. I was eleven. After the movie, we stopped at Newbury Comics so Spooky could get one of her gifts, a special pressing of Violent Femmes on green marbled vinyl. Then we drove back to Providence for Thai food at Bee's over on Ives Street, and then we got cake and ice cream for Spooky. Back home, we played a little Guild Wars 2, then watched Jeff Preiss' wonderful film Low Down (2014), which I strongly recommend. A look at the life of jazz pianist Joe Albany from the eyes of his daughter.* An amazing cast, including Elle Fanning, John Hawkes, Glenn Close, Peter Dinklage, Flea, Lena Headey, and Caleb Landry Jones. See it.
And then I tried to sleep. And watched the sun rise. Which is what I do. It's my secret job.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
*The film is based on her 2003 book, Low Down: Junk, Jazz, and Other Fairy Tales from Childhood (Bloomsbury).