C.S.E. Cooney

"Why don't you come in from the cold
to make an unlikely alliance with me?"

"Retinue of Moons" - Rasputina

oberon_the_fool gave me a bunch of new music. Of everything I have not heard before, I like Rasputina the best. Of Rasputina, so far, I like "Retinue of Moons" the best.

(I REALLY like the Decemberists, especially the Mariner song and the "We Both Go Down Together" song... I was familiar with them from my pal Odo.)

Also. Who knew that month-old nail polish would take such LABOR to remove.

Doing LAUNDRY today! And writing with Patty! Theatre of the Underground, NEW DRAFT, here we go! (After which, I will email it to concerned parties, who will perhaps sit around my hotel room and read it with me at Reader Con. Perhaps to harp music.)

My hair is tangled.

I will pack tonight. Tomorrow I'm writing with the Shaw Witch.

I didn't go to my da's to see the fireworks. Desi the Rajah texted me an ominous emoticon, expressing his displeasure. But it was raining -- at least at the time I'd have been walking 1.3 miles to the station -- and I was feeling drearily slow. Heck, though. The fireworks were nonstop in this area. Like gunshot and cannon everywhere. To the south. To the east. Somewhere a few doors down. Chicago was under a siege of celebration.

So I stayed home, and wrote a fat letter by candlelight. And read a short story about a revolution. And about Scheherazade, with Scheherazade's picture glowing down at me from above my desk...

http://www.artsycraftsy.com/nielsen/kn_arabian_nights.html

And I drank a LOT of tea. And I was happy.