'Serenity'
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
OK, that's excellent. My fear was exactly what they shut down the big celebration for, because that's what happens in Salem (and it's been getting more so every year I've lived there). With Halloween on a Wednesday, I'm not quite so concerned.
I will have to start planning this a little more thoroughly. I made note of the Hotel Carl being mentioned in the F2F thread.
t /off topic
Off-topic, but also vaguely on, Frank, if you had the money for something swankier, there's also the Chateau Tivoli, a superswanky b&b which is maybe sort of literary since it has a Mark Twain suite and a Jack London room. It's just awesomely over the top and, if you're in the mood to treat yourself, fairly affordable for its level of swank. Many, many years ago I got to go to a party in the Luisa Tetrazzini suite, and it was ridiculously opulent.
Um, wow. That's something to be considered, though I'm not sure a suite is something I'd need. The building looks like a building out of an Argento movie.
Ahhhh! My friend just emailed me for the first time in months to tell me he's interviewing Joan Didion on stage next week at the theatre where he works. [link]
I am half-crazed with jealousy and want to invite myself down. I've read pretty much everything she's written.
A couple quotes from Bradbury - this first one is him on Something Wicked This Way Comes; I found the quote in Stephen King's Danse Macabre, so I'm not sure where it's from:
Along the way I said all and everything, just about, that I would ever want to say about my younger self and how I felt about that terrifying thing: Life, and that other terror: Death, and the exhilaration of both. But above all, I did a loving thing without realizing it. I wrote a paean to my father. I didn't realize it until one night in 1965, a few years after the novel had been published. Sleepless, I got up and prowled my library, found the novel, reread certain passages, and burst into tears. My father was locked into the novel, forever, as the father in the book! I wish he had lived to read himself there, and be proud of his bravery on behalf of his loving son.
And one exchange from the end of The Halloween Tree:
Tom: Oh, Mr Moundshroud, will we EVER stop being afraid of nights and death?
Moundshroud: When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself will die.
HAIL! The aeslin mice are on Twitter.
Ahahahaha.
And a pretty good review of Discount Armageddon.
The mice seem to be universally popular. As long as they aren't real and living with you, I guess.
HAIL! The aeslin mice are on Twitter.
That's awesome. #hail
I think I saw one reviewer who said they were annoying. HEATHEN.