Coffee and Hammering
Aug. 16th, 2021 02:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
handful_ofdustBack at Balzac's for the first time in...a year, maybe? It's really hard to remember. Pandemic-brain. I'm working on "Wet Red Grin," for which I have a FIRM deadline now, and I think I finally have a handle on the main character's voice, at least. I'm also trying to shuffle a lot of the weirdest shit up front, so at least it won't be boring to get into. The last time I did that was with "This Is Not For You," and while I don't think it'll be quite that good (way to sell it, Gemma), I do think it'll work better for the effort. Well, how did I get here? Is almost always a good way to go, as David Byrne could tell us.
Anyhow, the weather in Toronto is at least considerably less gross as of today--nice breeze, pleasantly warm as opposed to OH MY GOD I AM BLEEDING WATER OUT MY PORES. There's a particular humidity that boils off the lake in August and early September that makes me want to tear my skin off and run around "nuda," as we used to call it when Cal jumped around naked with all his parts flipping, but far less cutely.
Balzac's isn't much changed, aside from the fact that you can only sit at (far fewer) individual tables while inside, instead of the long, comfortable built-in bench near the cash I used to monopolize. They're playing jazz today, however, which explains why I've been listening to metal of various types instead: Cultes des Ghoules, Dimmu Borgir, Wolves in the Throne Room, Catacombs. Sun (((O))) for a second and a half, though that one wasn't quite loud enough. You have to pick and choose carefully, depending on subject matter.
I'm really glad Readercon turned out as well as it did for so many people. I'm still not sure this virtual version was "for" me, per se, but I appreciate being able to interact with a couple of people as they brushed by.;) And now I must go back to what I was doing, lit and fig.
Anyhow, the weather in Toronto is at least considerably less gross as of today--nice breeze, pleasantly warm as opposed to OH MY GOD I AM BLEEDING WATER OUT MY PORES. There's a particular humidity that boils off the lake in August and early September that makes me want to tear my skin off and run around "nuda," as we used to call it when Cal jumped around naked with all his parts flipping, but far less cutely.
Balzac's isn't much changed, aside from the fact that you can only sit at (far fewer) individual tables while inside, instead of the long, comfortable built-in bench near the cash I used to monopolize. They're playing jazz today, however, which explains why I've been listening to metal of various types instead: Cultes des Ghoules, Dimmu Borgir, Wolves in the Throne Room, Catacombs. Sun (((O))) for a second and a half, though that one wasn't quite loud enough. You have to pick and choose carefully, depending on subject matter.
I'm really glad Readercon turned out as well as it did for so many people. I'm still not sure this virtual version was "for" me, per se, but I appreciate being able to interact with a couple of people as they brushed by.;) And now I must go back to what I was doing, lit and fig.
