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I'm pleased to announce that my poem "ode to Dwight Frye" will appear in Strange Horizons, one of my favorite publications.

Also, Charles Payseur has reviewed the "Animals" issue of Lackington's, and he had some very nice things to say about the issue, including my story "The Hedgehog and the Pine Cone."

I'd been without internet (aside from my smartphone) and landline since Tuesday morning. My service provider completely dropped the ball, so now I've switched providers. The only good thing about having less access to the internet was a slightly lower daily Trump quotient, but I'm still very relieved to have it back.
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
From [personal profile] rushthatspeaks, the International Book Week Meme. The fifth sentence on page 52 of the book closest to me, sans context: "People are complicated."

(Oh, okay...it's from Code Name Verity.)

***

I hadn't expected to get to see the Endeavour's flyover today. I was making scrambled eggs with kale, leeks and heirloom tomato when I heard a loud plane flying overhead, so I grabbed my keys and ran outside, but didn't see anything. I turned on the TV, and a few minutes later it said the space shuttle was flying over Griffith Park, which is near my apartment, so I once again ran outside--and saw the Endeavour slowly flying by atop a 747, flanked by fighter jets. It was pretty thrilling.

Then a few minutes later I heard the airplane noise again and looked out my window, and there was the Endeavour again! I wish I'd managed to take a photo (but pretty much everybody else in LA did).
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
It is Henna Day, and the cool henna on my hair is pleasant on this warm day. It's been a way too busy weekend, including lots of apartment cleaning--but on Friday I went with my friend E. to Burbank for a One Life To Live prop sale. They had lots of (expensively priced) furniture and framed artwork that had been used on the show--but I picked up a few inexpensive items (including a framed wedding portrait of [Trevor] Todd and Tea, a framed picture of [Roger] Todd and Starr, the journal Brody kept in the mental institution, the journal Marty kept when she had amnesia, and a letter from Patrick Thornheart to his son Cole in prison!).

[ETA: Forgot to mention that at the prop sale they had giant hilarious David Vickers movie posters: one for Vickerman and one for The Boy With the Chipmunk Tattoo.]

The other day I received my contributor's copy for News Clips and Ego Trips: The Best of Next... Magazine 1994-98. Back in the mid-1990s, Southern California had a thriving live poetry scene, which Next... covered with interviews, reviews, and other features (plus an events calendar). The anthology includes my review of an outdoor Allen Ginsberg reading/concert in Long Beach (1994) and an article I wrote about the pros and cons of poetry workshops. Looking through the anthology is making me nostalgic. Nostalgic for the '90s already? That seems wrong, somehow...
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As of about an hour and a half ago, my neighborhood finally has power after nearly a day and a half without it. Wednesday night I had a hair-raising drive home from work through high Santa Ana winds. I had to dodge palm fronds, capsized trash cans, a fallen tree in the road, etc. But that was just the beginning. When I got home, the power briefly went out a couple of times. Then, around 1 a.m., it went out and didn't come back on. Hundreds of thousands of people lost power, and LA County (among other local areas) declared a state of emergency.

I stayed home from work yesterday, because the howling wind had kept me awake much of the night. This turned out to be a good move, because traffic was snarled by all the debris from the winds, and lots of traffic lights were still out. (There was also supposed to be more dangerous weather ahead, but that didn't seem to materialize--it was windy, but not horribly so.) Hanging out in my electricity-less apartment got old fast. Fortunately Gelson's had power, so I had coffee. Plus Hard Times Pizza somehow had power, so I had pizza for dinner. But then I huddled in my cold apartment and read A Monstrous Regiment of Women by flashlight.

When I woke up this morning and the power STILL wasn't back on, I was pretty aggravated. But when I went out to get coffee at Gelson's, I saw workmen working on the power lines at my corner, and I took heart--plus the traffic light by the Trader Joe's was finally working again, and TJ's was open again. Sure enough, just as I was walking back home with my coffee, the traffic lights at my corner came back on, and everybody cheered!

Then I went home and had a hot shower. Hooray!
gwynnega: (Default)
As of about an hour and a half ago, my neighborhood finally has power after nearly a day and a half without it. Wednesday night I had a hair-raising drive home from work through high Santa Ana winds. I had to dodge palm fronds, capsized trash cans, a fallen tree in the road, etc. But that was just the beginning. When I got home, the power briefly went out a couple of times. Then, around 1 a.m., it went out and didn't come back on. Hundreds of thousands of people lost power, and LA County (among other local areas) declared a state of emergency.

I stayed home from work yesterday, because the howling wind had kept me awake much of the night. This turned out to be a good move, because traffic was snarled by all the debris from the winds, and lots of traffic lights were still out. (There was also supposed to be more dangerous weather ahead, but that didn't seem to materialize--it was windy, but not horribly so.) Hanging out in my electricity-less apartment got old fast. Fortunately Gelson's had power, so I had coffee. Plus Hard Times Pizza somehow had power, so I had pizza for dinner. But then I huddled in my cold apartment and read A Monstrous Regiment of Women by flashlight.

When I woke up this morning and the power STILL wasn't back on, I was pretty aggravated. But when I went out to get coffee at Gelson's, I saw workmen working on the power lines at my corner, and I took heart--plus the traffic light by the Trader Joe's was finally working again, and TJ's was open again. Sure enough, just as I was walking back home with my coffee, the traffic lights at my corner came back on, and everybody cheered!

Then I went home and had a hot shower. Hooray!
gwynnega: (Garage Kitty)
From [livejournal.com profile] tithenai:

Jingle gwynnega, Jingle gwynnega,
Jingle all the way.

Jingle Bells
from the Christmas Song Generator.

Get your own song :


Happy Solstice! Here in LA it is still Freaking Raining. (But it's supposed to stop after tomorrow, and my windows haven't leaked any more since Saturday night.) The Garage Kitty is, I think, wondering if the sun will ever come out again.

I just wrote a poem. Yay.
gwynnega: (Garage Kitty)






On a cold November weekend, where would the Garage Kitty be without a giant heating pad warm car hood?

Meanwhile, her appetite has returned with a vengeance, to my relief...
gwynnega: (Garage Kitty)
Last night when I got home from work...

Gwynnega: Kitty? Kitty? Where are you?

Garage Kitty: ...

Gwynnega: Well, I'll leave you some food anyway.
[leaves food]

Action Tabby: [streaks through the garage]

Gwynnega: Oh, for god's sake. Not you again!

Action Tabby: [leaps onto wall and runs across it, "Mission Impossible" theme playing]
[stops and looks down at Gwynnega]

Gwynnega: Just keep going, cat.

Action Tabby: Hmm, maybe I can take her.

Gwynnega: Move along!

Action Tabby: [jumps out of sight, leaving garage]

Gwynnega: Kitty! The bad cat is gone! You can come out now!

Garage Kitty: ...

Gwynnega: Okay, I'll come back later.


Half an hour later...


Gwynnega: Hmm, still no sign of the Garage Kitty.
[looks up]

Clueless White Cat: [loiters on balcony]

Gwynnega: You have got to be kidding me!

Clueless White Cat: Where did Action Tabby go?

Gwynnega: Sheesh.


Later that evening...


Clueless White Cat: [is gone]

Fancy Feast: [is also gone]

Garage Kitty: [still hiding]

Gwynnega: Well, I hope it was the Garage Kitty who ate the food.


This morning...


Garage Kitty: Here I am! Those awful cats are gone! FeedmefeedmeFEEDME!

weekend

Sep. 12th, 2010 07:43 pm
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
This has been a rather trying weekend, as I've spent a large part of it trying to recover from the antibiotics that clobbered my digestive system. Urgh. But I've worked on the Jo book (which I shall do some more of this evening before Mad Men), and I read Elizabeth Hand's lovely short novel Illyria (which hinges upon a high school production of Twelfth Night and Feste's final song from it).

Last night I watched The Paper Chase on cable. I remember seeing it on TV sometime in the '70s (probably its first appearance on network TV), which means it was devoid of all its Gleeful '70s Movie Swearing--so it was fun to finally see it unedited.

Yesterday the Intruder Cats, who I think belong to the house up on the hill and who occasionally venture down to the hillside adjacent to the apartment garage, showed up, to the discomforture of the Garage Kitty. The Intruder Cats are large and clearly well-fed: a fearless tabby and a timid white cat with a few dark markings. They're adorable, but they ruin the Garage Kitty's day when they show up. Today, however, they didn't come back, and the Garage Kitty had a lovely relaxing afternoon napping on the hillside, then came down to the garage for an early dinner of salmon.
gwynnega: (Siobhan smile)

Garage Kitty and tire Garage Kitty and tire




I was trying to take a photo of the Garage Kitty cutely napping this afternoon, but she woke up, so this is the photo I ended up taking instead.

home

Jun. 1st, 2010 10:07 pm
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I'm home from WisCon, after a long day of travel. My flight out of Madison was delayed over an hour, but fortunately I'd had a long enough layover scheduled in Chicago that I still made my connection. When I got home, the Garage Kitty decided to forego the silent treatment and started right in with a chorus of hungry meows. I've unpacked, made coffee, eaten Thai food, and now I'm catching up with my soaps. When I'm less bleary, I will write about WisCon!
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I'd thought to go see Iron Man 2 this afternoon, but instead ended up having another Day of Decluttering and Dusting. There are now only (only!) three moderate stacks of books on my bedroom floor. (There had been five towering stacks until last weekend when Operation Declutter began.) Also I've been reading Mira Grant's FEED, which is an awesome, thinky page-turner. And I finished watching season 3 of Slings & Arrows, which sadly means I have no more S&A to watch.

The Garage Kitty is adorably napping nestled against a tire.

My kitchen rug still isn't dry after yesterday's incident with the upstairs flooding--I've hung it over my shower door, and hope it will be dry by tomorrow.

I'm waiting for the Thai food I ordered (fried rice with chicken and Chinese broccoli, and shui mai). This evening I will work on the Sekrit Project and possibly watch the 1974 King Lear I have from Netflix. And read more FEED.
gwynnega: (Barry Ryan)
Today I continued Operation Declutter by bringing a bag of books to trade at Mystery and Imagination Bookstore. They had the next three Amanda Cross mysteries I haven't read, so I got those: No Word From Winifred, A Trap for Fools, and The Players Come Again.

Then I stopped at Staples and bought some bookends and storage boxes. I had to explain to the young salesclerk what bookends are!

When I got home, I discovered part of my kitchen rug was dark with water, and there were patches of water all over the floor. At first I thought my refrigerator had conked out, but fortunately that wasn't the case. Then I discovered (by slipping and falling on my knee) that there was water on the bathroom floor and counter too. Turns out my upstairs neighbor had had a flood. I'm sort of glad I wasn't home when it was in progress, because there's nothing worse than water suddenly seeping into your apartment for no apparent reason! Anyway, fortunately nothing was damaged (though I did have to buy a new toothbrush). I decompressed by watching new Who...
gwynnega: (Jack/Siobhan balcony)
Today, as part of the weekend's massive apartment cleaning, I tackled the Giant Stack o'Papers on my desk. I'd guess that I threw out about half of it (two grocery bags full). Little did I know that I had multiple drafts of Eleanor Bell chapters in that stack. Why did I keep multiple drafts of EB chapters? Beats me, but the Jo book was on top of 'em (both the zero draft and the recently completed draft!), so I'd had no clue they were there. Yes, it had been awhile since I'd gone through the Giant Stack o'Papers. Now it is a tiny stack. I have also thoroughly cleaned the kitchen.

I am tired, but it's an accomplishy tiredness...
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
I'm in the midst of a weekend of insane amounts of cleaning. I have vacuumed, I have scrubbed, I have Magic Eraser'd. I have even managed to shelve a bunch of books that were previously stacked in front of a bookcase. After dinner there will be the ritual Throwing Away of the Periodicals and the Sorting of Piled-up Papers into "can be thrown away" and "can be put away someplace."

In the midst of all this, I went to Legacy for Free Comic Book Day, but the hordes of kids had taken away most of the free comics. I did get one. Yay!

Also I watched new Who.

Tomorrow there will be more ridiculous cleaning. But I am also watching season 3 of Slings & Arrows.

low-key

Apr. 11th, 2010 04:40 pm
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I've been having a low-key weekend, though it was marred this afternoon by my Internet going down just as I was sending a lengthy email. I had one of those annoying phone calls with my phone company: "No, I see no outage in your area...[half an hour of tinkering later] Oh, yes, now I see there is an outage in your area." But now it is back up! ::clutches Internet::

It's overcast, threatening rain. A little helmeted girl is careening on her bicycle through the parking garage, doubtless to the distress of the Garage Kitty.

I've been reading Flush by Virginia Woolf and the delightful Girl From Mars by Julie Cohen, and poking at my vampire suffragette story and leafing through Shoulder to Shoulder for research for same. I do seem to have a touch of the post-novel ennui, and much as I'd love to be deep in writing work, my brain says it needs to recharge.
gwynnega: (Jack/Siobhan balcony)
Chapter 19 of the Jo book is being a bit recalcitrant tonight, possibly because I'm gearing up for World Fantasy. Cons always seem to sidetrack my writing brain a bit, beforehand and afterwards.

I've been watching the Dark Shadows compilation DVD The Vampire Curse, which mostly deals with Barnabas Collins' origin story (i.e., how Angelique cursed him with vampirism and made his beloved Josette marry the wrong guy and fall off a cliff). They did a good job of boiling the story down to essentials, though a few of my favorite bits are missing, such as the aftermath of the Barnabas/Angelique wedding, with Angelique pouring champagne that turns out to be blood, and the ghost of Jeremiah burying Angelique alive. I love how the compilation starts out with the 1795 story, which concludes with Barnabas being chained in his coffin, and then caps that off with Barnabas being freed from his coffin in 1967 (though the story aired in the opposite order).

I finished reading Anne Bronte's Agnes Grey (via dailylit.com) and Edna O'Brien's House of Splendid Isolation, which I found quite impressive aside from one shockingly clunky plot point towards the end.

Meanwhile, a piece of the inner workings of my dishwasher seems to have snapped off. Weird.

weekend

Sep. 5th, 2009 05:32 pm
gwynnega: (Jack/Siobhan sister-in-law)
So far I am really enjoying my holiday weekend. The weather's still hot, but not oppressively so, and the sky is blue, not smoke-colored, and the air is air-like again. To my surprise, the painters showed up today, but maybe the Garage Kitty is getting used to them, because this afternoon she peeked out from under a car to loudly meow for food in spite of their presence. I must admit that the building is starting to look very nice with the fresh coat o'paint.

I've been working on chapter 17, which keeps pulling me in. Stuff happens in it that I wasn't expecting, which is always nice--and the chapter is a turning point, at the end of which everything begins to hit the fan for my poor protagonist. So it's fun.

I'm reading Edna O'Brien's House of Splendid Isolation. Her prose style is so marvelous. I also want to start reading [personal profile] seanan_mcguire's Rosemary and Rue, which arrived via Amazon this week.

Today I bought a gorgeous Italian olive-green journal book with multicolored pages at my local mailbox place, then bought a ton of groceries at Trader Joe's, including cornbread, more heirloom tomatoes, lemonade, and 5 Layer Dip.

There will be a lot more writing (and writing-related activity) this weekend, plus reading and Dark Shadows. And tomorrow is Henna Day.
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So I've registered for World Fantasy. It'll be the first time I've attended that convention, and I'm looking forward to it. Also looking forward to San Jose--I haven't been to northern California in quite a few years.

I'm delighted at the fact that, for once, I won't be jetlagged at a con!

***

The weather is still hot, the sky is still smoky (though maybe not quite as bad as yesterday), and the air is still barbecued. The painters are still painting my building. But the Garage Kitty turned up last night demanding food, and she seemed no worse for wear.

***

Working on chapter 17 of the Jo book!

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