Quickest of updates
Finally realized what I have to do to close the gap on the faerie novel revision. I may get this in close to my entirely capricious and arbitrary deadline of “Labor Dayish” after all.
In other news: over the last week, the weather in St. Louis apologized for July by giving us early October in August. We have gotten enough rain to make mowing at least part of the lawn necessary. My son and I walked to the movies yesterday to see Paranorman, one of those earnest kid flicks where the whole is less than the sum of the parts. Thanks to my screen-writing friends at WUTA I could see the seams between the mini-movies, each of which was at least decent and in the case of the last one, unexpectedly deep, but none of which seemed to have much in common with the others. Once you know…
The St. Louis brain drain continues, as it has since they invented the forwarding address. One of our WUTA writers is moving to Vancouver to pursue an MFA. I normally view such programs with trepidation, having seen too many promising writers go in and emerge as finely honed and polished ex-writers, but in Jeffrey Ricker’s case, the concern is lessened by the fact that he’s, well, Jeffrey Ricker. The man writes about Amazons and flying horses and high school bullies and not only does it work, but it makes one gnash one’s teeth at how well it works. Good luck and godspeed, sir; we’ll miss your keen wit and insight.