Nocturnal Anatomica

August 15

Good (late) night, darlings.

Work was work-- filing and playing with Photoshop all day, very pleasurable. On my lunch break I hung out in the basement and read Kim Newman's The Night Mayor, just one of the thousand books in that library that I desperately want to read.

After work Heather and I went to Dr Comics and Mr Games (as featured in, um, some recent issue of the New Yorker-- an interview took place there with the guy who wrote the comic on which the film Ghost World is based). I bought The League of Extraordinary Gentleman (so yummy! Especially since I love all the books from which the characters are drawn, except for the H. Rider Haggard stuff, which I haven't read). I also lusted after Clive Barker's Tortured Souls figures-- oh, they're so so so cool. I must have them. I must have all of them. Todd MacFarlane toys are the coolest toys ever, and these are the coolest of them all. So horrifically wonderfully neat. I exercised restraint, however, and did not buy any of the figures (though I did snatch a picture of one from the 'net tonight, to make into the wallpaper on my computer). I did buy Family Business, however-- Heather and I played a couple of rousing games of that tonight. Ah, that game brings back Clarion memories...

We got blended lattés at Gaylord's, then came home and made some pasta and cheesy garlicy bread for dinner. We watched an episode of Buffy, and I did some dishes (I know, these details are thrilling), and spent some quality time with Heather.

Eventually I retired to the garret to do some work. Sweet Heather brought me some chai, mmm. I wrote just over a thousand words on Rangergirl tonight. The book is coming along... The plan for tomorrow is to do some serious writing, spend a couple-few hours working on the book. I'm looking forward to it-- I'm bursting with ideas, and my "notes" file is getting quite long.

GVG rejected one of my stories today, after ten days or so-- it "really didn't work" for him. The most negative rejection I've gotten from him in years. Ah, well. I'm not particularly attached to the story myself-- it was more an experiment than anything else. It may have simply been an unsuccessful experiment...

And that's all. More when next we meet.