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Happy Hallowe'en!
Nov. 1st, 2009 12:19 amI'd recommend all the BBC adaptations of M.R. James stories I've found thus far on YouTube, but...this version of "A View from a Hill" is particularly creepy. Enjoy...;)
Nov. 1st, 2009
Strangely Enough...
Nov. 1st, 2009 11:17 pm...having just finished my 120,000-word slog, I'm not planning to NaNoWriMo this year. Novel-in-90 certainly seemed to work better for me overall, as a methodology--I mean, it's not like I ever got the bulk of anything done in three months, but 750 to 1,000 words per day on a given project just fits the restrictions of my lifestyle a whole lot more organically (and whenever I occasionally started to exceed that, here and there, it was excellent! But I never felt like I had to keep it up, outside of deadline time).
Anyhoo. Still feeling sort of crotch-kicked and snuffly, hyped and exhausted at the same time, thinking aimlessly of that next thing. I certainly do need to make an inventory and reorganize my To Do list/timetable, and I will; for the nonce, however, I think it's mainly going to be note-entering, review-writing and archiving/linking aplenty, rather than immediately embarking on anything huge and new ('specially so since I'm only a scant fifteen days away from elective surgery).
Actually, all of us seem to be courting roughly the same proto-cold; Steve's coughing and throat-sore, Cal's hyper and stink-pooey. With me, it's all collected in my sinuses, a dull mask of discomfort and snot. Then again, at least part of that's End-of-the-Month Madness, for sure. So...yeah. And on we go.
For Halloween, we ended up (as usual) dropping in on my sister-in-law, who lives in a nice, intimate neighborhood full of kids where candy is plentiful and roads are safe. Cal did a tight circuit of about a block, wearing the same costume as last year--a bat--and performed admirably, often saying "Trick or Treat" when cued, sometimes even saying "Thank you", or "Happy Halloween", or at the very least "Bye-bye" on his own. He even ate some of the haul this time 'round, since he now recognizes and covets stuff like Smarties, M & Ms and potato chips; possibly this contributed to today's craziness, but what the hell. Only once a year.
And then we capped off the season with twin viewings of The Batman vs. Dracula on Teletoon and Mad Men on AMC. Given the latter dealt with Kennedy's assassination and the sad news that Betty Draper thinks she doesn't love Don anymore, there was a lot more genuine horror to be found on Madison Avenue. But Gotham's brief brush with a vampiric deluge did culminate in this wonderful exchange--
Dracula (Caught in a sunlight-generating machine's headlights, and realizing he last saw the same device being extolled at a Wayne manor fundraiser): "You! You are...Bruce Wayne!"
Bruce (Leans forward, teeth-grits right in the Prince of Darkness's withering face): "I'm the Batman."
Yes, with only his scientific/detection know-how (and a shit-load of disposable income/fancy toys to back it up), Bruce Wayne was able to single-handedly create a machine that shoots sunlight and a vaccine/cure for proto-vampirism. 'Cause he's just that frickin' awesome. (Then again...his parents are dead.)
Amended to add: BTW, Peter Stormare voiced Dracula. Just in case you were wondering.;)
Anyhoo. Still feeling sort of crotch-kicked and snuffly, hyped and exhausted at the same time, thinking aimlessly of that next thing. I certainly do need to make an inventory and reorganize my To Do list/timetable, and I will; for the nonce, however, I think it's mainly going to be note-entering, review-writing and archiving/linking aplenty, rather than immediately embarking on anything huge and new ('specially so since I'm only a scant fifteen days away from elective surgery).
Actually, all of us seem to be courting roughly the same proto-cold; Steve's coughing and throat-sore, Cal's hyper and stink-pooey. With me, it's all collected in my sinuses, a dull mask of discomfort and snot. Then again, at least part of that's End-of-the-Month Madness, for sure. So...yeah. And on we go.
For Halloween, we ended up (as usual) dropping in on my sister-in-law, who lives in a nice, intimate neighborhood full of kids where candy is plentiful and roads are safe. Cal did a tight circuit of about a block, wearing the same costume as last year--a bat--and performed admirably, often saying "Trick or Treat" when cued, sometimes even saying "Thank you", or "Happy Halloween", or at the very least "Bye-bye" on his own. He even ate some of the haul this time 'round, since he now recognizes and covets stuff like Smarties, M & Ms and potato chips; possibly this contributed to today's craziness, but what the hell. Only once a year.
And then we capped off the season with twin viewings of The Batman vs. Dracula on Teletoon and Mad Men on AMC. Given the latter dealt with Kennedy's assassination and the sad news that Betty Draper thinks she doesn't love Don anymore, there was a lot more genuine horror to be found on Madison Avenue. But Gotham's brief brush with a vampiric deluge did culminate in this wonderful exchange--
Dracula (Caught in a sunlight-generating machine's headlights, and realizing he last saw the same device being extolled at a Wayne manor fundraiser): "You! You are...Bruce Wayne!"
Bruce (Leans forward, teeth-grits right in the Prince of Darkness's withering face): "I'm the Batman."
Yes, with only his scientific/detection know-how (and a shit-load of disposable income/fancy toys to back it up), Bruce Wayne was able to single-handedly create a machine that shoots sunlight and a vaccine/cure for proto-vampirism. 'Cause he's just that frickin' awesome. (Then again...his parents are dead.)
Amended to add: BTW, Peter Stormare voiced Dracula. Just in case you were wondering.;)