Friday, February 07, 2003
Friday already. Friday again. At least it was a productive week.
Yesterday, rather than begin the read-through on Low Red Moon, I went back to work on "The Rose Garden" (working title), the young adult story for the Candlewick Press anthology, Gothic!. I'm very firmly in short-story mode right now. I may await the arrival of the editorial letter from Roc before I begin the read-through. Anyway, I did about 500 words on "The Rose Garden." It's hard shifting gears to that story, after "La Peau Verte." And it's a hard story, period. I've never written specifically for a younger audience before, so finding that voice, that balance, is tricky. I think I'm having to learn a new voice for this project, lest I find myself holding back or "writing down." It's a story that I want to be one of my best, but I don't doubt it's going to be one of my most difficult.
Let's see. Other things from yesterday. Yesterday was one of those days with many Small Things Demanding Attention. I talked with Bill Schafer about getting permission to reprint an excerpt from James Dickey's "The Heaven of Animals" in The Five of Cups. I talked with my editor at Roc about the cover of Low Red Moon. I talked with my agent in New York about the proposal for the next novel (was Murder of Angels). That sort of stuff.
Don't forget. Farscape tonight. 8 p.m. and 12:30 a.m. EST.
Last night, Spooky and I watched Fassbinder's Zärtlichkeit der Wölfe (The Tenderness of Wolves). In 1973, Kurt Raab looked disturbingly like Peter Lorre, which, I suppose, was the point. We watched Blade 2 the night before last.
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