Survived the memorial. It went well. Lots of long time family friends there.
Good to hear. Take it easy, and take care of yourself. It's rougher than you think, but it does get better. And know we are here for you.
omnis, Mr. Jane would like your number to hang out sometime. I figured it would be fine, but I wanted to check and also get it again, since I seem to have deleted that email.
Insent!
I went to the market today and found little individual serving containers of Ben & Jerry's ice cream. They had a ton of different flavors and they come with their own plastic spoon. I'm eating one now, AIFG!
Oh man! Now I'm regretting not going to the supermarket. I probably should for that. The thing that got me all in a "I don't feel like being in public" mood... the primary computer for playing back sounds in the shows. Well. There is a good reason why I couldn't find where they stored it. They didn't store it. It was stolen over the summer. Ya. Nice. Good news is, I get to build a computer that is far better. Bad news is, there goes my budget.
Off to cook dinner. It looks like my home internet is working. Lets see if the TV is too!
::blinks::
Just seen on Publisher's Marketplace.
Fiction:
General/Other
Will Self's LIVER: A FICTIONAL ORGAN WITH A SURFACE ANATOMY OF FOUR LOBES, interconnected stories exploring the impact of disease and decay on the human liver, to Kathy Belden at Bloomsbury,
All this time I've been wondering WTF I'm doing wrong, that I'm not selling my adult work. Now I'm just wondering WTF.
:shakes head::
I knew you'd survive, Drew.Long slow deep breath before you even decide what is next. Love to you and yours
Glad to hear things were better then expected Connie.
And O_A it sounds like your move is good.
I've wondered WTF about a lot of his stuff over the years.
I'm not familiar with his other work, amy-- is it as, erm... WTF as LIVER sounds?
Also spotted-- VAMPIRE SUFFRAGETTE-- a young woman in NYC in the twenties working for equality for all, including the undead. I thought they'd hit the vampire limit with the Jane Austen as vampire story, but apparently, I was wrong.
I wonder if that's part of some viral marketing thing? There're ads at bus stops all over Chicago for some blood-based energy drink marketed at vampires. I keep meaning to poke around and find out what that's all about.
Self is one of those writers of very clever and pointy literary satire who always seems to be walking a super-fine line between "possibly almost brilliant" and "dude, get over yourself". The WTF is often in the subject matter (Wikipedia descriptions):
* Cock and Bull (1992) — the stories of a man and a woman who develop sexual organs of the opposite sex.
* My Idea of Fun (1993) — a lonely boy grows up just outside Brighton in a caravan park with his over-sexual mother and Mr Broadhurst who takes the boy on a disturbing and often violent journey.
* Great Apes (1997) — a man wakes up in a world where chimpanzees evolved to be the species with self-awareness, while humans are the equivalent of chimps in our world.
* How the Dead Live (2000) — an old lady dies, only to be moved to a London suburb where the dead have taken residence.
* The Book of Dave (2006) — The story of a London cab driver who suffers a mental breakdown due to failed relationships, estrangement from his son and an obsession with The Knowledge. He writes a book of rantings which he buries, that is discovered 500 years later and used as the sacred text for a religion that has taken hold in the flooded remnants of London.
{{{{{Drew, PixK and family}}}}} You all were on my mind all day. I'm glad things went as well as they did. This is, indeed, a Monday-ist of Monday's.
Great Apes (1997) — a man wakes up in a world where chimpanzees evolved to be the species with self-awareness, while humans are the equivalent of chimps in our world.
Isn't that ...
Planet of the Apes
?
Isn't that ... Planet of the Apes ?
Pretty much. Only it's also
Metamorphosis,
because the dude wakes up as a chimp one day. And he's bitchy about his shrink in all his books, or some such. Erm, whatev.
