Wednesday, June 04, 2003
An entirely uneventful day off, unless you count the elaborately unsuccessful attempt to dye my skin blue. Otherwise, not much happened.
Today, Spooky and I have to read through the whole of Chapter Four of Murder of Angels, and, hopefully, I'll begin Chapter Five.
And I'm beginning work on a Threshold screenplay. Probably not today, but soon, as I have to have the first part ready for a meeting in a couple of weeks. I can't say a great deal about it, at this point. In fact, I can't say much at all about it , except that I am doing it and it's very exciting and weird and frustrating and scary and I've wanted to do this for a long time. For me, it seems to bring Threshold full circle, as everything I write starts out like a movie in my mind, a movie that has to be made into a book. The novelization of a mental movie. Now I'm taking it back the other direction.
There have been a couple of inquiries about the galley copy of Low Red Moon that I said I was going to put up for auction on eBay. It would be up already, but we haven't had time. Soon, though. This week, hopefully.
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