I must be quick, since I spent time over at my writing establishment to engage in some horn-blowing– I have a new publication, and to lay a delightful cherry on top, my name is on the cover!
If you want to have a look, I’ll warn you that it’s not a free publication (but it’s very reasonably priced!).
I may cook myself this cake as a way of celebrating…
Oh, yeah. It’s a whole study session for the Friday films. Rest assured that there’s not Lovecraft apologetics here, either– our presenter is not afraid to call a insulated xenophobe exactly that. It’s just an excellent extended consideration of cosmic horror, using the work of the uncomfortable poster-child of the genre.
The Pilot appears to be turning into my standard St. Patrick’s Day pen. I used it this time because I wanted a broad point to show off the glimmer in the ink. In this, I was disappointed– there’s no sign of any metallic element in anything I wrote that day. I hope the wee folk weren’t offended.
I don’t have anything profound to offer this week. The film below isn’t what I was originally going to offer in this slot, but…
I’ve just heard that by dawn of St. Patrick’s day, both my parents will have had their initial jab of the COVID vaccine. No idea which, but definitely one of the two-stage entries. And what better way to express the joy this news bring that with a tumble of kittens developing their murdering skills?
I’m also going to hint at another source of contentment, appearing later this month…
The plan was to get that bit of site updating sorted out today. The reality was the gentle, silent death of our wifi router demanding a run to somewhere a replacement could be got. Fortunately, the amazingly elderly (it’s thirteen years old) Apple Airport the dead router replaced is still able to toss packets about, so Son’s online classes aren’t mysteriously cancelled.
I hope. I left the house before anyone else was up (bar one cat), so I don’t know if Wife has made sense of the hasty scribble I left by way of explanation. Maybe I should check…
Before today’s films, a quick thought about today’s pen. I had a look at this record, and I’m slightly startled to see that the pen in my pocket is starting on its third month in rotation. It’s getting close to half-way empty. That’s a lot of ink.
Today’s films pursue my interest in olden-timey ship stuff (a purely academic interest– I like to think about it, but I know it would be pure misery to engage in).
I’d had a vague idea of all of the above previously, but… well, I had not pictured the complexity of the tiller rope. Fascinating!
This week may not have been the full fires of creation flowing through the grooves of my brain, but it was the closest to that I’ve been in a while. This is encouraging.