Since I failed my reading goal last year, I’m apparently trying to make up for it. The fastest book read, so far, is Aristotle & Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe, a LGBTQA YA that I started yesterday and finished after work today. What I really wanted (THIS IS KIND OF A SPOILER!?)
…..was Aristotle to discover the secret of his own universe, but his parents did it for him and that was weird. Anyway, that was book #5. Book #6 is Kameron Hurley’s The Mirror Empire because I am taking a 512-ish page break from YA, although this book has a glossary of names, and we all know how I feel about that (no, we don’t: I feel that makes a book fussy and since I’m old and my brain is fragile, I can’t remember all those characters, but! I am going to do my best to read it anyhoodles).
I kept myself awake last night narrating a short story to myself, the one about how when Cupid shoots his bow and misses he’s cursed to fall in love with the person he “missed”. I have the idea, and yanno, who knows but good gravy, I can’t get the tone right on paper at all. I started it in 3rd, moved to 1st and then it got goofy and there are things I do and don’t do and one of them is write goofy fiction (Unless I’m writing the Twelve Point Couriers, then they get to be goofy but they also get to be sad. I have rules). So, we will see. Perhaps this thing will just remain a nugget and grow no bigger.
I found my way back into TPWWB, which was nice because I’d been spinning my wheels trying to fix Chapter 4 and had driven grooves in the path out of that particular forest and this metaphor is too much now but suffice it to say I was getting absolutely nowhere. And then I did, and then I decided to just move on already and rewrite the 2nd half of the book and so this year I have written just over 8,000 words, which is kind of a Deal For Me, and also I will take it!
In non-writing news, my Seabound friends (who are magically on tour this year – I haven’t seen them since 2007) are not coming to the west coast, now, until 2016. For one thing, how on earth is it 2016 next year (that’s the future), and how come things like day jobs have to get in the way of touring? I am sure Frank’s nice students in the psychology dept would understand if he missed the first two weeks of classes because he was spending quality time with his BFF, me.
Also: Terminus, the mighty, local industrial-ish/scene music festival released the first band announcement, and it’s Cocksure, which is crazy and also making me wonder if this year will be very manly (last year was very manly. Note: this is not hard to do in Industrial), but i will take this sort of manly because, RevCo. I was really, really, really hoping the aforementioned Seabound were going to be on the lineup, but I think our prairie area here counts, maybe, as west coast. We’re not east, that is a thing I know for sure.
And now, that I have covered music & writing, the only two things I really talk about here, I feel I can go to bed.