Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
seanan_mcguire
  • Mood: tired
  • Music: The theme from "Dinoshark."

Some days, you're just not that deep.

Some days, you think about politics, philosophy, and art. Some days, Pliny and Socrates are the defining stars of your existence. Some days, the question of which came first—the chicken or the egg—is all-consuming, worthy of endless contemplation and consideration. Some days, just the movement of the heavens is enough to take your breath away, leaving you locked in endless awe of the cosmos and all its wonders.

Some days, you're just not that deep.

Guess what kind of day I'm having?

I spend a lot of time locked in intellectual pursuits. Maybe "figuring out strategic survival tactics and social innovations following the zombie apocalypse" and "building a better pandemic" aren't your standard thought experiments, but they're time-consuming and they take a lot of mental processing power. I guess it's only natural that I'd occasionally get exhausted and want to spend a few hours gazing off into space, counting air molecules while Food Network amuses the cats. (Seriously, they love Iron Chef, although Alice has been known to attack the screen when Bobby Flay comes on.) This also accounts for my love of movies like Dinoshark*, one more gem from the SyFy mines.

Tonight, everything will change. Tonight, I have edits to process on two short stories, a battle plan to write for tomorrow's official opening of the San Diego International Comic Convention hotel block, and at least eight pages of The Brightest Fell to get through. Tonight, I need to sit down and seriously outline two potential urban fantasy shorts, one Toby-based, one InCryptid-based. Tonight, I must brush the cat. But all of that is tonight, and right now, it's daylight, and I'm just not that deep.

Thinking is hard. Let's have strawberry ice cream.

(*Over the course of a two-hour movie, Dinoshark eats a kayak, several swimmers, an expedition boat, a crocodile, and a helicopter. Dinoshark is totally metal, yo.)
Tags: busy busy busy, con prep, contemplation, horror movies, utterly exhausted
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dragoness_e

March 24 2010, 02:45:01 UTC 7 years ago

Did Becky tell you about my reaction to reading "Rosemary and Rue"? You opened in the Japanese Tea Garden in Golden Gate Park, a place I had visited and photographed extensively a year or so before. I knew every spot you were describing, have pictures of the moon bridge, have pictures of the bloody damn koi! (And considering I took those pictures in 2007, one of those koi could have been Toby... ;-) )

One of these days I ought to post a photo essay of the Tea Garden as the opening to R&R.

I've never had a book hit quite so close to home like that. Especially considering San Francisco is very far from home; I was just out in Silicon Valley on a contract job for half a year or so.
Speaking of local attractions out that way, is Toby going to visit Winchester House sometime and tell us what lives there? And what kind of faeries dwell in Big Basin Redwoods State Park?

seanan_mcguire

September 14 2010, 18:57:05 UTC 6 years ago

That's fantastic.

As for the others...Toby is unlikely to visit the Winchester House, as that's in Riordan's territory, and I don't know; I'm not that familiar with the park (I'm more a Muir Woods girl).