Rambling
I'm listening to Fever Ray and eating kiwi's and feeling drunk on Cursed Princes. I've always loved that particular fairy tale archetype more than any other. They are the best kind of Princes. Too bad they don't ever seem to exhist in real life, only on the pages of stories and on the silver screen and in my dreams.
It is almost too warm, and I am almost too tired, and the cut on my lip is driving me mad, with that kind of nagging pain that can only be cured by making it hurt more.
I'm so inspired by so many different things at this moment that I'm practically tingling, but I can't seem to express any of the inspiration with my writing.
Visited Garth Nix's journal on amazon.com and read the announcement of two more books set in the Old Kingdom, expected to be published in the next 2 years or so. I also found this http://www.amazon.com/gp/blog/post/PLNK3LDVT9K1OCDEG and now can only sit and sort of shudder inwardly with excitement and fear. If done well this movie could be so insanely awesome as to be indescribable. If not done well, it will be at best a hollow imitation of the book. I'd better start crossing every finger I have, and hope for the best.