Inkwell: Authors and Artists

    
Just popping in quick to say that "Adventures in the Dream Trade" is
available for pre-order.  The link is www.nesfa.org/press/  They also
still have copies of Mike's "From the End of the Twentieth Century" so
shop around!  (Yay!  My very own copy of "A Little Scene to
Monarchize"!)  

<<goes off, mumbling "I wonder where my brother has got off to...">>

Mary (finished B.P. Fallon's "Far Away, So Close" last night & is now
on "Sick Puppy" by Carl Hiassen)
  

    
        Just took the Amber test and it would appear that I am Bleys.
  

    
I wound up as Deirdre, possibly because I have an aversion to
weaponry and scheming to rule.

I haven't seen the new G-A.  I know there's a new Frank Miller
book out.  I hope he's treated more sympathetically there than
in the old Dark Knight.

Today I'm musing on Clurican.  I typically make little songs
about characters when they hit a certain resonance in me, combining
tropes from different sources.

Clurican, Clurican
Guardian of the Mystic Way
Soldier out of East L.A.
  
To the tune of an old auto-lubricant commercial...  I guess I strayed
from the path.  (All the way back home.)    The soldier out of East L.A.
is an old roommate of mine who's now a correctional counselor.
  

    
Oh good lord, I'm Brand.  First Surreal Eddie.  Now this.  I'm
obviously in a anarchic state of being this week.  

Welcome back, Linda!

You too, Erynn.  Great big beams of luck for your story!

Lenny: That was cool.  It has sort of a haiku-like hop.  I just
finished _Season of Mists_ the night before last.
  

    
>I'm obviously in a anarchic state of being this week.  

And that's why I'm not bothering with matching up my articles to my
modifiers.
  

    
Pamela:  "I am the King now, and I want a sandwich" -- yup, yup, yup!

Streak: It would appear that you are Bleys and I am Bleys and pnh is also
Bleys. Pnh's comment on his weblog was something like "UH OH. I'm Bleys."

Happy hiding-out, Neil!  <---- whispered, so as not to distract Writer who
is Probably Working On Something.

The Eddie Izzard test beckons, but will have to wait for a day containing
both good health and courage.

Am considering doing a Dream-inspired piece of jewelry sometime....
  

    
The bird of pamela, she is on the wing, and slipt in there while I did type.
  

    

<streak> is so Bleys.
  

    

Tara, yes, I'm watching on Showtime.  Have they changed the characters a 
lot?
  

    
My loyalty to the British Queer as Folk is such that I've never watched the
American series.
  

    
The Top Five Reasons Eddie Izzard Should Play Hank Rearden in the
ATLAS SHRUGGED Film:

5.  Let's face it, only expert comics could play these characters, if
that is in fact the word, without utterly self-destructing . . 

4.  . . . .and Walter Matthau's dead.

3.  Joan Crawford shoulderpads.  Enough said.

2.  While Dagny wouldn't cry if Dr. Stadlen shackled her to a giant
pentode tube and forced her to watch him burn dollar bills, Hank could
allow just a teeny running of his mascara at moments of powerful, uh,
moral certitude.

1.  In the (noncanonical) last scene, Rearden would sit, alone, in a
huge private Art Deco movie palace, watching his pristine 35mm print of
"Some Like It Hot."  At Joe E. Brown's last line, "Nobody's perfect,"
Rearden would throw his head back and fill the vast space with
explosive laughter.
  

    
Am still alive. Will probably make the deadline I'm on, but fail to do
any of the other things I'd hoped to get done at the same time. Blah.

Did the Amber test, and, I am, it seems, Oberon. 

Fly back on thursday in time for Boskone. If you're there, be gentle
with me.
  

    
Hello, Neil.  I'll be so gentle I won't even be there.  Get some sleep!
  

    

I've started reading _The Arbitrary Placement of Walls_. I've read three
stories and am starting to see what people here meant.
  

    
I just found out the Bay Guardian did a review of the show with
stagewalker's adaptation of my story in it.  Seems my story is "chilly".  I
can live with that.
  

    
I've turned out to be Gerard. I really need to read the Amber books
again. I was a really wee thing when I did read them, and I've
forgotten most everything. 

annie, freezing half to death in the snow and ice, but very, _very_
happy that she now has money to spend on books. and food. can't read if
you've died of hunger; attempting to turn pages with insubstantial
hands would be a rather trying endeavor.
  

    
Martha - I think that the reviewer should have used the term
"chilling" as opposed to "chilly",though... of course, I haven't seen
it yet.

by the way, I've finally had some Tim-Tams... quite nummy.
  

    
Another random quiz, anyone? 
<http://www.angelfire.com/va/randomlyweird/russcomp.html>

I'm Igor Stravinsky.
  

    
Nothing wrong with chilly.  It's a tone.  And the story is written with a
deliberate distance to it, so I think that's what the reviewer meant--not
having seen the adaptation.
  

    
Martha: Well, soon we shall be enlightened, no?
I got an e-mail this week announcing that the director, you and I will
be trying to do the panel thing after the show.
I had completely forgotten about that.
We'll see if people stick around this time, eh?

I'm Spartacus
  

    
I'm Dmitri Shostakovich, and I don't think I like it . . . 
  

    
I'm Shostakovich, too.  He *is* one of my favorite composers, though.

It just occurred to me that I forgot to wish you all a happy Imbolc,
and so I will do so now.  And a ......productive? meaningful? penitent?
Ash Wednesday to all, and to all a good night.

Memento, homo, quia pulvis es, et in pulverem reverteris.   M.
  

    
I'll gently be at Boskone.  Darn, and I was looking forward to all that
pushing and shoving.
  

    
Well, one night at Chicago's Humanities sounded like something of a
mob event, from what we heard...

Best wishes to anyone travelling to Boskone.

I'm sooo jealous.
  

    
Sometimes we east coast residents get lucky, I guess.
Travel = 25 or 30 minute drive to and from Boskone any of the days it's
running that I want to go.