Wednesday, January 23, 2002
I should be in bed. I'm not getting enough sleep, even by my own frugal insomniac standards. Four or five hours a night just isn't cutting it.
Another three pages on Bast: Eternity Game today. It's a peculiar story. I'm not sure what people will make of it in the end. The whole thing was inspired by a line from Harlan Ellison's Deathbird Stories (1973) — "When belief in a god dies, the god dies."
My eyes feel as though someone slipped a pinch of cayenne into my eye drops. A not-so-gentle reminder that it's time to get glasses.
Someone e-mailed today to ask, of all things, what my favorite television shows are. It makes me wonder if I should stop writing and become a podiatrist or a lawyer or something equally despicable and useful. My favorite television shows. Anyway, sure, I'm game. In no particular order: BattleBots, Junkyard Wars, Farscape, The American Experience, Nova, Samurai Jack, Home Movies, and Iron Chef. How's that for well-rounded? But mostly I watch old movies on AMC and TCM (AMC is falling out of favor, as they've begun to insert commercials labled "intermissions" or something lame like that). So there. See you tomorrow night, or morning . . .
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