Meant to include this with that last post, my E’ville post mortem, and clean forgot. Here’s a quick playlist of some of the invented tracks for background music: a silly version of the Unreliable Theme Song that sounds more ’50s rockabilly than Jazz Age, but whatever; Derin Kivaner performing an original torch song with the C Sharp Lounge house band; a cover of a traditional Irish tune that became better known as an American folk song–that I updated to Gold Rush California (It keeps moving farther west–“When I first came to Galway/Louisville/Placerville…”); and the Number One song of 1927, made to sound like it’s being broadcast over a crappy old radio.
Was fun to dabble in styles I know very little about. Who knows? Maybe I’ll return to one or all of them. In the meantime, enjoy.
I made it to Spokane! Along the way I made a few quick detours to visit Twin Peaks locations in Snoqualmie and North Bend. Nostalgia++
Also, sadly, Eastern Washington is burning. The scenery once through the mountain pass consisted of smoke and haze all the way to Spokane. The last pic is not of a Black Lodge entrance, but a random “Scenic” View along the highway. Here’s hoping the fires are contained soon. Meanwhile… Sasquan! Tune in next time.
The Great Northern Hotel, aka Salish Lodge and Snoqualmie Falls
Ronette Pulaski’s bridge, AKA Reinig Bridge (sans Ronette)
The Double R Diner, AKA Twede’s Cafe (good pie!)
It’s the eye of the hurricane! I’ve finished the final draft of PCH Roadkill (many thanks, lovely readers), wrapped up some short story work, and still have a bit of time before the next volume for Dark Age ramps up. Fear not, August is looking like another whirlwind of activity. But, for now, I’m taking some time to decompress. And why not revisit my childhood with an adult coloring book? Whether this activity actually relieves stress or not, I have no idea. But I’ll let you know.
About that August. Mine actually begins on July 30th, when I head to New York City for the Writers Digest Conference. I’ll be participating in the agent Pitch Slam as well as the panels, so wish me luck. Boondoggles around Manhattan (and possibly Brooklyn and New Jersey) will happen with writer friends, so I’m very much looking forward to that.
Less than two weeks later I’ll be heading to Spokane for Sasquan, aka Worldcon 2015. Yes, *that* con, the one that’s been hijacked by sad, rabid and generally disdainful puppies. Many electrons have been expended over this topic, including embarrassing coverage in the mainstream. I don’t have a lot to add to the exhaustive comments already circulating. Suffice it to say I voted 100% non-slate, including “No Award” when necessary, because slates suck. It was an easy decision, because this was the sorriest voter’s packet in recent memory– aside from some non-puppy nominees. I’m not looking forward to the awards, but I am looking forward to reconnecting with friends. Hey, that’s what community is about.
So that’s a good chunk of August away from home. Meanwhile, I’ll get to colorin’.