Let’s see. In no particular order…
– There are quite a lot of large and tawny men on my roof today, tearing off all the shingles and tar papers and tossing them into a huge dumpster. I keep wishing they would sing salty working songs, and I thought about offering to do one up for them, but suspect I would just get shingles tossed at me. So I’ve stayed inside and Not Been Weird, which seems best.
– The Neon God, my next novel if you weren’t paying attention, is proceeding wonderfully. It keeps getting deeper and bigger and weirder as I go. With things like The Nondescript, what normally happens is that it starts off big and weird and bafflingly complex and I tell people it’ll be a million words long, and then as I go, it condenses. Mostly, it just collapses its own waveform. Questions answer themselves and never appear on the page, the characters take care of themselves, the plots sort themselves out. I end with something novel-sized. With The Neon God, the more I find out, the deeper and tougher it gets. I don’t mind, and it may still change.
– If you’re looking for some good music, may I point you to a couple of classic songs? Here’s Rainbow in the Dark by Ronnie James Dio, which is such a catchy song. I know I really love an artist if I already like him, and then I hear an unrelated song on the radio and go “Wow, that sounds so cool, I wonder who it’s by!” and it turns out to be by the artist I was already into.
Like it? Here’s Holy Diver, also by Dio.
And here, for variety, is Holy Diver, done by some band I had never heard of called Killswitch Engage. It’s not bad. In places, it’s quite good, he’s got a great voice. I wish he would leave the screaming-shouting thing out of it, though. It’s not that type of metal. But it’s enjoyable.
– I’m enjoying quite a lot of Orange & Spice Black Tea. I got a kilogram of it for Christmas and, after diligently drinking it for months now, am not even close to being down to half a kilo. Considering the price for a kilo of tea on Amazon.com, I feel this is a very good deal. (And Taylor & Harrogate’s does wonderful tea).
– The band Killasaurus marches proudly on in Rock Band, and I am still enjoying the guitar bits. My wife is doing nicely on the drums (better than I would. I get thirty seconds into a song and then my brain goes “Wait! You’re a white guy! You have no rhythm!” and I fall a-clatter. My wife seems to be able to ignore that voice.
– You may think you don’t need to see the movie Juno, but you really, really do. And go listen to the soundtrack, too. I have deeper things to say, inspired in part by thinking about the movie, but that’s for another time.