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handful_ofdust) wrote2011-05-06 12:01 pm
handful_ofdust) wrote2011-05-06 12:01 pm
Go, Honey, Go: WHC "Report", As Such
I've obviously been really bad at this thus far, but...the con was great, particularly in terms of who I met, who I reconnected with, etc. There was a bit of drinking, even from me: Steve got really overextended at the ChiZine party, which sets him apart from everybody else not at all, but led to him puking all night and aggravating his hernia. The next night, we went out to a very sexy local absinthe bar called Peche and I had two cocktails--a Lucid, plus a Corpse-Reviver #2. Kept myself well-hydrated, and enjoyed how the vaguely hallucinatory kick made everything look step-printed, as though we'd suddenly slipped sideways into a Wong Kar-wai film. We also bought a crap-/ass-load of books, which was probably fairly stupid, but hard to avoid. I did manage not to pick up anything from Centipede Press, which I regret, but there's a reason most of their stock costs $40.00 U.S. a pop.
People I particularly enjoyed talking to include Robert Jackson Bennet, who I was a ridiculous fangirl around (read The Company Man! And Mr. Shivers! Because they ROCK!), Sarah Langan, Brian Keene, Jack Ketchum, Peter Straub (briefly), Joe Hill and everybody else on my "Why Horror Movies Suck" panel, Jesse Bullington, Molly Tanzer, Livia Llewellyn, all the people who went to Peche, Rain Graves, Benjamin Kane Ethridge, Amanda Downum and Elizabeth Bear, Stephen Graham Jones, John Langan and Paul Tremblay, plus the usual ChiZine suspects and (of course) Kenneth Mark Hoover. I know I'm forgetting lots of people, mainly ones I'd never met before, and apologize profusely because A) there were no bad conversations, and B) I just wish I'd had more time with everybody. Probably should've taken notes, but it was sort of my vacation.;)
It's just so nice to be around people who share your interests, especially when those interests are as eccentric and insular as mine tend to be. I learned things I hadn't known already, too, and that's always nice. But yes, I could've done without the disruption in our travel schedule, which returned us right on the cusp of several fairly important things, thus meaning I would spend the rest of the week (as I have) playing catch-up. And I also wish I'd known about the Stokers being split off into a weekend of their own this year beforehand, though that's entirely my fault.
Now, however, I'm back, and I need to get myself up to speed. Sold "Black Bush" (to the first market I tried, no less), so that's great. Stuff on the radar now includes:
--Writing that "Hex City, Here We Come" essay for Music at Midnight.
--Getting a Body Horror story up off the ground by next Friday.
--Continuing with "Furious Angels", a Five-Family Coven story I added 2,000 words to this morning/last night. Want to bet this one eventually tops out at 10,000 words too?
--Transcribing a bunch of Tree of Bones notes that came to me on the plane, and getting officially back on the damn horse vis-a-vis regular word-count rockage in that direction.
--Doing a detailed, accurate bibliography of my work thus far, which I started thinking about because someone--Fred Isajenko, I think--was telling me about a bibliography they'd just signed on to do. This may prove harder than you might think, because just yesterday, I remembered two whole projects I'd done back when I was 15-to-17 and 18-to-19, respectively; theatrical projects for which I received acclaim and/or money, one of which was stolen by friends of mine and put on up at Brock University without my permission. I mean, think about that: I simply forgot about them, completely. Not even factoring in all the stuff I've done over the years that never saw the light of day at all (y hello thar, Marjorie Bowen's Black Magic), what about eight years' worth of eye Weekly reviews and articles that now only exist in physical copy, shoved into three massive binders? To bad I don't have a scanner.
--I also, as I've said before, need to update my Wikipedia entry to embrace the Hexslinger stuff, and possibly submit a sub-entry that covers that in detail. Any help anyone would like to give me would be greatly appreciated, because I'm shitty at stuff like this.
And...I need to go to the doctor and get my anti-inflammatory prescription changed because they aren't working like they used to, plus I'm all out of them, anyways. But that can't happen 'til Monday, so I guess I'll just have to suck it up.
Good to be back, though. Good to see Cal, crazy as he is. Good to be home.
People I particularly enjoyed talking to include Robert Jackson Bennet, who I was a ridiculous fangirl around (read The Company Man! And Mr. Shivers! Because they ROCK!), Sarah Langan, Brian Keene, Jack Ketchum, Peter Straub (briefly), Joe Hill and everybody else on my "Why Horror Movies Suck" panel, Jesse Bullington, Molly Tanzer, Livia Llewellyn, all the people who went to Peche, Rain Graves, Benjamin Kane Ethridge, Amanda Downum and Elizabeth Bear, Stephen Graham Jones, John Langan and Paul Tremblay, plus the usual ChiZine suspects and (of course) Kenneth Mark Hoover. I know I'm forgetting lots of people, mainly ones I'd never met before, and apologize profusely because A) there were no bad conversations, and B) I just wish I'd had more time with everybody. Probably should've taken notes, but it was sort of my vacation.;)
It's just so nice to be around people who share your interests, especially when those interests are as eccentric and insular as mine tend to be. I learned things I hadn't known already, too, and that's always nice. But yes, I could've done without the disruption in our travel schedule, which returned us right on the cusp of several fairly important things, thus meaning I would spend the rest of the week (as I have) playing catch-up. And I also wish I'd known about the Stokers being split off into a weekend of their own this year beforehand, though that's entirely my fault.
Now, however, I'm back, and I need to get myself up to speed. Sold "Black Bush" (to the first market I tried, no less), so that's great. Stuff on the radar now includes:
--Writing that "Hex City, Here We Come" essay for Music at Midnight.
--Getting a Body Horror story up off the ground by next Friday.
--Continuing with "Furious Angels", a Five-Family Coven story I added 2,000 words to this morning/last night. Want to bet this one eventually tops out at 10,000 words too?
--Transcribing a bunch of Tree of Bones notes that came to me on the plane, and getting officially back on the damn horse vis-a-vis regular word-count rockage in that direction.
--Doing a detailed, accurate bibliography of my work thus far, which I started thinking about because someone--Fred Isajenko, I think--was telling me about a bibliography they'd just signed on to do. This may prove harder than you might think, because just yesterday, I remembered two whole projects I'd done back when I was 15-to-17 and 18-to-19, respectively; theatrical projects for which I received acclaim and/or money, one of which was stolen by friends of mine and put on up at Brock University without my permission. I mean, think about that: I simply forgot about them, completely. Not even factoring in all the stuff I've done over the years that never saw the light of day at all (y hello thar, Marjorie Bowen's Black Magic), what about eight years' worth of eye Weekly reviews and articles that now only exist in physical copy, shoved into three massive binders? To bad I don't have a scanner.
--I also, as I've said before, need to update my Wikipedia entry to embrace the Hexslinger stuff, and possibly submit a sub-entry that covers that in detail. Any help anyone would like to give me would be greatly appreciated, because I'm shitty at stuff like this.
And...I need to go to the doctor and get my anti-inflammatory prescription changed because they aren't working like they used to, plus I'm all out of them, anyways. But that can't happen 'til Monday, so I guess I'll just have to suck it up.
Good to be back, though. Good to see Cal, crazy as he is. Good to be home.
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I love Recoil, BTW. Stumbled onto them mainly because Toni Halliday did a couple of vocals for them, but I'd never seen those videos you linked to. Fascinating stuff, and so perfectly up my alley.
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I bet you like "Breath Control"? ;)
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. . . I never sent you "Want" or "Breath Control"? What was I thinking?
(I suspect I assumed you had them already. Want some remixes?)
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I don't suppose you have "Jezebel" and the extended "Strange Hours", do you?
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"Want [Renegade of Noise 808 Remix]"
"Want [Architect Steppa]"
"Want [Low Tech Remix]"
"Jezebel [Seductress Mix]"
I don't suppose you have "Jezebel" and the extended "Strange Hours", do you?
Yes on the first, I don't know about the second? I haven't got the versions off Liquid, because I only own the two songs from the album and should remedy this deficit someday when I have money (or, let's be honest, am in the house of someone who owns the CD).
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Man. I read the recipe for a Corpse Reviver #2 once (gin, lemon, absinthe, maraschino cherries) and concluded that it probably would work as titled, but only insofar as the corpse in question would throw up and go back to being dead. What did it taste like?
--Transcribing a bunch of Tree of Bones notes that came to me on the plane, and getting officially back on the damn horse vis-a-vis regular word-count rockage in that direction.
Awesome!
Nice to have you back. I watched a movie on your recommendation and loved it, by the way.
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And yeah, I saw that entry on The Legend of Hell House! I'll pop over there and comment.
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I am bewildered and will have to get hold of some absinthe.
I liked it better than the Lucid, which I guess makes me a bad Chess-avatar.
What's a lucid?
And yeah, I saw that entry on The Legend of Hell House!
Now you should seriously finish those stories with Carra Devize.
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As for Carra--I have "Where Have You Been, My Long-Lost Love, These Seven Long Years and More?" pretty much plotted out, and it's on the Five-Family pile, along with "History's Crust". She's just sort of hard to settle into, what with the intermittent psychosis and the depression and all. Plus, I really do want to "finish up" her relationship with Jude Hark Chiu-wai, which means I'd eventually need to do "Hungry Ghosts". That's a whole lotta sewing.
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Yeah, no. I do not see the point of pre-louched absinthe, either.
That's a whole lotta sewing.
It'll make a really spectacular book.
I have also a standing order for Maccabee Roke, but I will probably need to write you something in return at this point.
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As for writing me something in return--sure! I'd still like to hear about Hammer's Brides of Dracula, if you're interested, since I haven't been able to find a copy for myself.
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Yay!
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*doesn't even care what it was, just loves you*
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. . . That is an incredibly sad sentence.
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No, because February became a sinkhole of suck and didn't really let up until (maybe, if I'm lucky) this past week, but I totally will.
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Marjorie Bowen is an author that for many years I thought I had hallucinated, and now still don't talk about much because nobody's heard of her. Black Magic is awesome. I also have a copy of Kelpies, which was difficult.
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Definitely more later, and if I see anything good that I don't think everyone's already aware of, you'll hear about it!