Should probably make this quick. Out there it's sunny, and it almost still feels like summer. Almost. But I won't be heading for the sea.
Yesterday, I finished, well...I think they'll not abduct me again and use the electric nipple clamps on me, not if I only say, yesterday I finished Phase One. Just wait until you see.
Actually, the electric nipple clamps are kind of exquisite.
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I'm reposting a big chunk of Friday's post, because not as many people seem to bother with reading this LJ on Friday's, and I want this seen. Comments are good, too:
Before anything else is written on this entry, you have to see what happens when
The Drowning Girl: A Memoir falls into the hands of the superb and marvelous
Michael Zulli, who has, through his own amazing graces, become my Phillip George Saltonstall. Here is the painting of the title, and here, too, is the "lost" painting that Imp does not learn about until much later:
The Drowning Girl, Phillip George Saltonstall (1898)
Girl on a River, Phillip George Saltonstall (ca. 1898?)
Phillip George Saltonstall (1898)
All paintings Copyright © 2011 by Michael Zulli, used by permission, all rights reserved.
There really are not words adequate to the task of describing the effect these paintings have had on me, seeing your fiction made real, and I thank you again (and publicly for the first time), Michael. No, these will not be in the Roc trade paperback, but they will appear in any hardback edition, should any hardback edition ever appear. At least one of them will also appear in the photographs and book trailer project that I have undertaken with
kylecassidy. These images will also appear on the LJ we're keeping for the project,
evacanning, and, eventually, on the novel's website.
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Last night, after Vincent D'nofrio, I read another story from
The Book of Cthulhu, Molly's Tanzer's "The Infernal History of the Ivybridge Twins." And wow, this one's a keeper. I'd never encountered this author before, but...imagine H. P. Lovecraft refracted through the lenses of Lemony Snicket, Edward Gorey, and any number of Victorian authors, and you get this wonderful and delightfully perverse short story. Brava, Ms. Tanzer. That said, I fear I'm running out of good stories in this anthology. I've read twelve out of twenty-seven, and I don't have high hopes for more than three or maybe four further worthwhile pieces. But yes, "The Infernal History of the Ivybridge Twins" is very, very good, and I'll be keeping my eye open for additional work by that author.
Etsy has proven the Apocalypse is nigh: there is now a category for "hipster."
I'm not heartened at the news of a new Kate Bush album (coming in November), Fifty Words for Snow, not after her last couple of releases.
And, finally, I was genuinely saddened to see that Andy Whitfield has died. Spartacus: Blood and Titties won't be the same without him.
The Word for the World is Plastic,
Aunt Beast