I was awakened this morning by something thumping in the wall next to one of bedroom windows; thinking it was a mouse, I sat up and started beating on the wall with the flat of my hand. Painful to do, but it generate an incredible amount of noise, calculated to scare away pesky mice. No such luck: the mouse when right on bumping around. I pounded harder: the mouse went right on gnawing. Finally the thought occurred to me that the noise was coming from outside, so I got out of bed, went to the window, threw up the sash and lifted the screen to stick my head out of the window...
And what looked like a
hairy woodpecker flew away. It seems he was pecking at the post at the corner of the house, the little beggar. I hope this doesn't mean we have termites or something.
Also, one of my recent spate of book orders came today; I've been poking around on Amazon for more volumes of the manga version of Neon Genesis Evangelion (the twin to the anime, not the Episode 26-'verse silliness that is Angelic Days; not sure if I'll be getting into that, unless Yoshiyuki Sadamoto really drags his heels on the last chapters and makes us wait even longer and I start to go into withdrawal...), but I also got something I probably should have dug up sooner...
That would be Andrew Collins's "From the Ashes of Angels", a look at the Grigori and how they might have influenced early Middle Eastern civilization and possibly beyond. He doesn't appear to go anywhere near a possible Grigori link among the Navajo, a theory I've been tinkering with: according to Navajo legend, they learned the designs which appear on their rugs and pottery as well as better farming techniques from entities known as "the Sky People". But he does toy with the notion that the UFO abductions of today might be cases of the Grigori manifesting. This book was one of the major influences on Storm Constantine's Grigori trilogy, and I felt it was vital that I get my hands on this book. Especially since it's one of the roots of my current work in progress, as well as something that has caught my interest.
One line in particular made me smirk: he refers to the Grigori as a sort of "celestial Mafia", which of course made me think immediately of Enniel Prussot, the slick, decadent fellow who's holding more cards in the Neon Enoch Evangelion-'verse than anyone suspect...