Entry #2,576
An oddly long and full day yesterday. Which is good. Generally, I like my days to seem long, and I prefer them full.
I wrote 1,560 words on "The Yellow Alphabet" (for Sirenia Digest #56), making my way from F through H. Today, there's I through K to contend with. They are not the worst of the lot. That's usually Q. And X. But they are among the worst. Alphabetical thugs, if you will.
I wrote until sometime after five p.m., at which point Spooky ordered me to get dressed, and informed me that we were going to the shore. The summer's been weird, what with one thing and another, and I know it's not been going quite right when there's not sand upon the bedroom floor or in the bed. So, we drove down to South County. After leaving the highway, we followed Succotash Road, past the vast salt marshes bordering Point Judith Pond, down to East Matunuck Beach. The area's more touristy than we usually go for, but it was nearing sunset when we arrived and most of the tourists had left the beach for dinner. And it is a fine beach. You don't get many long sandy beaches in Rhode Island. I watched the waves and gulls, listened to the inhalation and exhalations of the rising tide, felt the chilly wind all about. Spooky waded in the surf, and then sat on the sand and made an effigy of Great Sandthulu. We watched the Block Island Ferry depart from Galilee, headed south, bound for the island. We stayed almost until dark, about 8 p.m. I wanted to stay longer, but the wind was growing cold enough our ears were beginning to ache. There are photos below, behind the cut.
We grabbed a quick dinner from the Subway on Westminster.
Back home, I did something I've not done since April 14th. I went into Second Life and roleplayed in Insilico. My thanks to Hibiki for encouraging me to come back, and my thanks to Fifth, Molly, Aemeth, and Dr. Faith (and Jake) for some very excellent rp last night. It looks like the Xiangs (or at least 1.5) may be back for a spell. It was something I've been needing.
And here are the photos from yesterday. I should wrap this up. The mothmen are getting antsy:
East Matunuck Beach, view to the west.
East Matunuck Beach, view to the east, towards Jerusalem and the jetty.
Portrait of the Author as a Beachcomber.
The Great Sandthulu!
Me messing around with the camera. Still, I think it came out rather nicely.
View to the west, the sun setting over the dunes.
Oh, and look. Sméagol, gripping the cofee-table leg with his his freakishly long toes. By the way, he's not that fat. That's some weird trick of the camera.
All photographs Copyright © 2010 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac.
I wrote 1,560 words on "The Yellow Alphabet" (for Sirenia Digest #56), making my way from F through H. Today, there's I through K to contend with. They are not the worst of the lot. That's usually Q. And X. But they are among the worst. Alphabetical thugs, if you will.
I wrote until sometime after five p.m., at which point Spooky ordered me to get dressed, and informed me that we were going to the shore. The summer's been weird, what with one thing and another, and I know it's not been going quite right when there's not sand upon the bedroom floor or in the bed. So, we drove down to South County. After leaving the highway, we followed Succotash Road, past the vast salt marshes bordering Point Judith Pond, down to East Matunuck Beach. The area's more touristy than we usually go for, but it was nearing sunset when we arrived and most of the tourists had left the beach for dinner. And it is a fine beach. You don't get many long sandy beaches in Rhode Island. I watched the waves and gulls, listened to the inhalation and exhalations of the rising tide, felt the chilly wind all about. Spooky waded in the surf, and then sat on the sand and made an effigy of Great Sandthulu. We watched the Block Island Ferry depart from Galilee, headed south, bound for the island. We stayed almost until dark, about 8 p.m. I wanted to stay longer, but the wind was growing cold enough our ears were beginning to ache. There are photos below, behind the cut.
We grabbed a quick dinner from the Subway on Westminster.
Back home, I did something I've not done since April 14th. I went into Second Life and roleplayed in Insilico. My thanks to Hibiki for encouraging me to come back, and my thanks to Fifth, Molly, Aemeth, and Dr. Faith (and Jake) for some very excellent rp last night. It looks like the Xiangs (or at least 1.5) may be back for a spell. It was something I've been needing.
And here are the photos from yesterday. I should wrap this up. The mothmen are getting antsy:
East Matunuck Beach, view to the west.
East Matunuck Beach, view to the east, towards Jerusalem and the jetty.
Portrait of the Author as a Beachcomber.
The Great Sandthulu!
Me messing around with the camera. Still, I think it came out rather nicely.
View to the west, the sun setting over the dunes.
Oh, and look. Sméagol, gripping the cofee-table leg with his his freakishly long toes. By the way, he's not that fat. That's some weird trick of the camera.
All photographs Copyright © 2010 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac.