Draft 2 of Cities that Eat Islands is past the halfway mark and moving along. I ran into a part where I wanted to add a scene but was too lazy to write it. I’ve done that before. Either I’ll save it for the end or I’ll just skip it all together. I don’t know yet. Depends how lazy I feel and how important it really is to the story and the character it involves.
Also I’ve been cutting a lot of words from the draft. Not drastic. But a lot which I’m happy with.
The paper back proof for Blood Like Cherry Ice (Miki 3) came in the mail today. The new cover looks great. I approved it with the distributer so it should be available in the stores in the next few days. I’ll post a picture soon. I like how the font is like cherry ice. I’ll start the Surly Girl paper back next.
Dented The Godfather pretty deep. It’s as good as I remember from when I was a kid. Although I think I like The Sicilian better. I need to read that again. Interesting how the book was written in 1970(?) and it takes place in 1948 (?) but it’s not heavy with historical detail. I think if it was written today a publishing house would have Puzo rewrite it to be more historically detailed. Not that he would. It feels like the pulp books written in that time, as if it was written in 1948. I like that.
D finally got his report card today. Had to pick it up from the office since his teacher is still scared of me. (long story). He did great. One C and the rest As and Bs. The program is really hard and stressful. He works hard. I’m proud of him. I hope he’s proud of himself.
Only got to watch half of Gingerdead Man vs Evil Bong. As expected it had the same humor from both films. And as expected it had too long flashbacks from both series to fill up space even though the movie runs 80 minutes. A cheap Full Moon trick. Oh, well. I should finish it tomorrow.
Interesting articles I read today:
This one takes place at my old school, SVA. I sort of knew Frumkes. I never had his classes. But fuck him. I’m glad he got what he got. He was also well known in the horror genre for a few trash films and the documentary, Document of the Dead, about the making of Dawn of the Dead. Glad George Romero isn’t alive to see this.
This is a great story about a kid with severe autism who makes brilliant art. Definitely a good note to end your day on.