Lilith Saintcrow's Blog, page 119
August 23, 2019
Whiskers
Saw this fellow in a gigantic aquarium last week, and couldn’t resist getting a close-up. He’s an old sturgeon, about the size of a small child, and his whiskers are fraying a bit at the tips–but they still work, I’d bet, and better than most. Age brings experience and calm, and that is its beauty. …
August 22, 2019
Every Permutation
So far this morning I’ve spent an hour in the car, walked the dogs, and swallowed a few correspondence toads. As a result, I’m somewhat at sixes and sevens, and longing for more coffee. I just can’t tell if more caffeine will help or hinder, given the amount of fog brewing in my head. It’s …
August 21, 2019
Busy Meatspace
The past few weeks have been hell on my daily writing time. If it’s not the stress it’s family events, and if it’s not family events it’s back-to-school arrangements, and if it’s not any of that it’s scrambling to catch up with stuff that fell by the wayside because of stress, family events, and back-to-school …
August 19, 2019
Soundtrack Monday: No Difference
A long, long while ago, maw riting partner and I were at a restaurant, and our server’s name was Josiah. It’s an old-fashioned name, and delighted both of us. Somehow during dinner, we both promised (each other, of course, the server was oblivious) to write a book with a Josiah as a character. Blood Call …
August 16, 2019
Not Wrong At All
I… well… Let’s just put it this way, dear phone astrology app: You’re not wrong.
August 15, 2019
Meat, Grit, Other Forms
I’m contemplating going back into category romance for a while. I like writing them–the very narrow strictures mean one has to be extremely creative and I’m at my best when there are rules to subvert. I might even extend the Viral Agents series with Project Psyche. Another thing I like about working categories is that …
August 13, 2019
A Night Creature
By all rights I should be fast asleep. I am a night creature, despite having to impersonate a daywalker for nigh onto two and a half decades. Left to my druthers, I roll into bed between 2 and 5am, sleep until well past noon, watch the sun go down, then get to work in the …
August 12, 2019
Soundtrack Monday: Into Something Good
Sometimes a character requires the most outlandish things. For example, Christophe Reynard in Strange Angels has an extremely narrow musical taste–as in, it pretty much stopped changing when Buddy Holly died. Doo-wop and be-bop, in his opinion, will never die. The fellow considers Herman’s Hermits, while somewhat late to the party, the absolute acme. So …
Beginning the Magic Mountain
Well, it’s a Monday. I spent the last bit of my (very busy) weekend on the couch with Mann’s The Magic Mountain, which is going to be rather slow but enjoyable, like a caramel. Some of his asides remind me of Melville, but that could be a function of the translation. I’ve taken to logging …
August 9, 2019
At a Glance
I got an astrology app for my phone, mostly because other people were posting the small daily notifications and they were hilarious. It certainly didn’t disappoint, especially that particular Sunday. I am never lacking in fear. Sometimes I think I feel little else. But fear must be a spur instead of a wall–don’t let it …
