Thursday, January 22, 2004
Addendum: Really, she's not such an unpleasant woman, once you get past the teeth and claws and that disposition, not unlike a predatory reptile's. Trust me.
The CEM of Murder of Angels arrived, because I have an extra nice UPS dude. We slept through his first attempt to deliver the package, but he understands these things and made a second attempt. Spooky and I flipped through the ms. I seem to have the same ce I had for Low Red Moon, so I shall be careful what I say online, as she has been known to read my blog. But. This is precious and I have to quote it: "Do not inflict grammar upon Au's style. Grammar/punctuation extremely inconsistent and irregular." Indeed. Also, I wrote a poem which will appear on a Low Red Moon "broadsheet" that Subterranean Press is publishing. It's a bit like a poster or print, this broadsheet affair, reproducing the beautiful illustration which Ryan Obermeyer did for the book's endpapers. Here's the illustration:
The poem is something that Narcissa Snow wrote, as a child, in her mother's journal, and doing it made me miss Narcissa and want to do a whole book of her childhood/teenage poetry. She's one of those characters, like Deacon and Sadie and Spyder, who seems to blend too well with my own being, and I easily lose track of where she begins and I end, or vice versa. Anyway, the poem's been going through my head for days and I finally wrote it down this afternoon.
Spirit has fallen silent. If I knew a prayer for robots stranded on Mars, I might whisper it for Spirit, despite my agnostic ways.
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