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I finally started writing last night. Pounded out two pages. Doesn't seem like much but at least I got started AND it was fun. Stay tuned!

It was actually quite a bit of fun. I was somewhat nervous it was going to be an emo tween fest but there were quite a few 'older' folks in attendance. And NO not JUST parents chaperoning their kids though that's partly how I ended up there myself!

A most excellent weekend in the woods of NH and CT this past weekend. The NH half was at a lakeside cottage with lots of great eating and company.



The CT half was spent watching Daybreakers (meh...) and then going out onto the trail with the kid in an effort to get some good pics of the moon in the trees. Bit of a fail there - digital cameras aren't quite up to that particular task.



All in all, one of the better weekends I've had recently. This week also has the highlight of going to see Paramore with the kid which should be fun if no doubt potential for irritating my craving to feed on emo kids ;-)

Anyone who knows me (and even those who have caught some of my recent kizmets) knows that I loathe summer time. Here are some examples of conversations I've had recently.



Me: God I hate summer [fans self furiously]



Friend: Oh my gawd, I love the sun!



Me: I don't mind the sun. As long as it's not hot. You know - like in the middle of winter.



Friend: [long pause] You're so weird.



So yeah, above 75 degrees Fahrenheit and I'm just unpleasant to be around. Add in blazing bright sunlight and you've got a recipe for me to just keel over.



The point of all this? I'm leaving for Washington, DC tomorrow. A city built on a swamp. I needn't say more, need I?



That said, I'm poking around, trying to see if I can find any kind of scene down there. On the off chance someone reads this AND knows anything about DC, please give me a shout. New territory to explore will make the insufferable heat bearable.



And learning. I recently received the Sanguinomicon. Wow. That's all I can say. A poem referenced has me a bit enthralled:



Vampires, they say, blow an unearthly beauty,

Their bodies are all suffused with a soft witch-fire,

Their flesh like an opal...their hair like the float of night.

Why do we muse upon them, what secret’s in them?

It is because, at last, we love the darkness,

Love all things in it, tired of too much light?



- From “The Divine Pilgrim” by Conrad Aiken